Don’t come to me with River-Boca, Independiente-Racing or Belgrano-Talleres. The aforementioned derbies are simple one-date classics. If we think big, let’s think about the classic of the month, what can I say about the month, the Superclassic of the summer: that of repellents trying to take the inconvenient and impertinent mosquitoes to another level.
Because, it must be said, mosquitoes bothered Argentines only twice this summer: day and night.
That simple and annoying cause led us to organize a challenge match between Repelentes Unidos and its long-time rival: Mosquitos City, a match that, more than a match, was a “match” (for obvious reasons).
It began as a match with an even process, as the insecticide technician understood it, who presented a line of 4 defenders armed with spirals, 2 wingers covered with aerosol repellents on the midline and used a midfielder and 2 forwards with tablets insecticides with a fast-acting formula, and as the main gunner he placed a center forward equipped with a powerful LED insect repellent of German origin with the aim of quickly leveling the match.
Faced with the complicated panorama that was presented to him, the coach of the diptera opted for his classic tactic of surrounding the rival goalkeeper with a cloud of mosquitoes, a bet that worked out perfectly and was key to eliminating the rival. The goalkeeper in question, Máximo Picado, could not finish catching the ball that began to crush mosquitoes left and right, a fact that worsened midway through the second half, when a flock of Aedes aegypti began to get into his underwear and that’s it. It became uncontrollable. He got stung badly.
It was then that the visiting fans, made up of mosquitoes of all kinds, began to sing what was their anthem until the end of the match:
We are mosquitoes, let’s bite
our buzz makes you tremble.
We are very handsome, very samurai.
We are not afraid of the Raid.
We are the nightmare of your summer,
We are somewhat surly insects,
We’re going to leave you a grain,
bigger than the Obelisk.
With more enthusiasm than football, the mosquitoes got into the game, but above all among the most sensitive parts of the bodies of the fans of the so-called “Defenders of the skin” who, despite spending the game scratching with all 4 hands, never stopped encouraging:
I only ask God
May the repellents win today.
These mosquitoes don’t sting, they bite
And maybe they will give us dengue fever on the rebound.
A rude tactical error by a defender of the anti-mosquito team, by not applying a sufficient amount of repellent in time, led to the goal of the band of predators who, with the help of their wings, pushed the ball to the back of the goal, which He managed to silence the stadium. Not even the buzz of an insect could be heard.
That was the end of the illusion for the insecticide team, liquidated by the large team of Aedes aegypti that bathed the day in glory, hives and blood.
2024-02-28 00:37:45
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