Does your husband snore? Does she often decorate herself with spaghetti? Does she have erectile dysfunction when it suits her? Do not throw it in the container! Any day at the Camp Nou he recycles himself in the next version of the married vs. single matches while he squirts his livers, 92,522 spectators cheer his name –“Honorato, Honorato, Honorato!”–, the humorous streamers transmit their attacks of low back pain and children peel. In the event of a heart attack, the festive public will chant: Honorato has hit it!
Far from being annoying, football fans are enthusiastic about the Kings League, an inspirational competition to the point that the Vatican is considering renting St. Peter’s Basilica for the next edition and thus, incidentally, monetizing the facilities. Me, in order to monetize…
The final was a party, as Hemingway would say, which he would have enjoyed so much on Sunday with his big game shotguns at the top of the Camp Nou. The public is tired of seeing the Cultural Leonesa attack and is looking for experiences, where the important thing is not to win, but to live an experience and be part of the history of Sunday afternoons (not to be confused with the Sunday afternoons of La White House of Barcelona).
I would say that the comments that cheered the show were childish and the presidents of the clubs in contention were very cute, although I am not sure either since I disconnected from the show after ten minutes, an unequivocal sign that it has a future.
What I liked the most was reliving the non-monetizing experience of those matches of singles against married in the urbanizations of the coast or of vacationers against indigenous people in the major festivals of the 20th century, sponsored by Linimento Sloan, the guard pharmacies and Reflex spray .
The public was also familiar and had their own fun:
–The butcher just left his eyebrows on the pole!
The Kings League is not football, it is something else, the experts say that it is not football but something else. To things! said that one. And I refer to things: little bullshit, but if people have fun…
