They are days in which you have to let go so that those who are waiting to add one more notch in the form of a team to their career can enter. It is the modern “fúrgol”, friend, in which someone like Sangalli (three and a half years in blue) and Mariño (six and a half in rojiblanco) are exceptional cases.
The philosophy of bread and circuses, regardless of performance, demands new faces, new gladiators who add muscle to try to achieve the goals that the clubs and their impatient followers dream of. In Oviedo, Admiral Cervera wants speed at the top to refine his “defend, steal and run” system.
Meanwhile, 28 kilometers away it is not clear what is being sought. There is a traffic jam upstairs. But quantity does not mean quality, let alone goals, which is what Sporting lacks. Mariño is leaving, a saint for a long time and in low hours lately, and we’ll see who comes. Gragera wants to go out, and Jony can’t even tell the time after being driven down Fifth Avenue in a convertible Cadillac amid a shower of confetti like the first astronauts to set foot on the Moon. And it is that, dear friends and friends, no one is eternal, did you hear, güey?
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