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underestimated: FERNANDO REDONDO SPORTS JOURNALISM


After much time, resumed this section, I stopped mainly due to lack of time.
Today and during a week that I remembered much of Fernando Redondo, I want to pay tribute to "The Prince", a player who led the Real Madrid midfielder, and that in those days was the best "5 "the world.

His career begins at the historic club in the First Division Argentina, called Argentinos Juniors. Where his father was a faithful follower of this team does try, and technicians will soon make his debut in the first level of the whole.
At 16, Redondo made his debut in 1985, and begins to arouse the interest of many clubs in Europe. But they are five years which is in Argentine Redondo. In 1990, like many other Argentines decided change of pace, and go to Europe, would be the Tenerife at that time by Xavi Azkargorta, and where in their first year does not matter at all for coach guipozcoano. After that season
a succession of great technicians from Argentina and Jorge "Indio" Solari, Jorge Valdano itself or the legendary Vicente Cantatore, make this an essential element of this Tenerife, which will always be remembered as one of the best players in its history. The latter, Cantatore, has barely a month in their ranks, in the preseason, when his ex-technician asks for Real Madrid. So Redondo was heading for what would be his prime of life.
Six years of success at Real Madrid, where he won 2 Champions, 2 League and Intercontinental Cup, among other successes, and where it sits as one of the best players on the planet. In addition Redondo mythical place long goodbye parties for many as one in Old Trafford against Manchester United.
The injuries left him in peace during his last two years, the white team and the arrival of Florentino Pérez Redondo makes him evil, he would have to find another destination. He went to Milan, where only took minutes, and where the injury was not allowed to show their great potential. So at 35, in the year 2004 "Pivit" very hurt football left, thanking them for their progression to include Jorge Valdano, who was the person who never ceased to trust him.

He had a brilliant performance at the level of selection. Only played a World Cup, that of 1994 in the United States. In 1998, Passarella was punished for not carrying the World Cup in France, something that was very controversial in Argentina.

agency EFE awarded him as the best Latin American player in the 90's.

Few today remember Redondo, but imagine a duo Xabi Alonso, with the Round of 98 ....

Keratese Treatment Vs. Keratin

That is why I like it when you are Isabel and Palmyra.

Me gusta estar con Isabel, no es tan vieja aunque al principio fuera más atracción por verla, con esas ansias tan platónicas. Ahora ya va desapareciendo, aunque puede que todavía queden algunos restos. A mi madre creo que ya le molesta que me guste trabajar cuando viene ella y, el resto de la semana, ni golpe. Bueno, tampoco es así, tan crudo, como ella lo pinta. Me gusta, si, porque estoy acompañado, sí puede haber algo de platonismo, no me doy cuenta, tal vez sea el sentirla a mi lado. No me siento solo. Muchas veces digo que me gusta variar, comer entre horas, por ejemplo, y si es algún trabajo, poder sentir que puedo parar y escribir un poema o ir a algún sitio. When I started to tell you something, like I do with all did not make it with that intention, by contrast, wanted to improve and to do so every day a little more. My point of view, and yours, perhaps looking for experience in all cases. I should say I did something right, well, do not think it so bad, besides, I knew that was not what made him rather, but it encouraged me to do more. I remember the day that they told me the way when my father the day before had been cut, the next day, I did all afternoon. And it was for her. It is true that already planned to do one day, but I think if she had not told me that, would alike. Wednesday was cleaning with the long scythe the grass between the road and the wall and told me it was piling up, for example, on top of the stack that we had a few days before, a few weeks. And so I did, lively as ever. I wanted to do a bit rushed, because if left to the last day to another, I forget.

He had three piles collected and she looked at me and said, "You did a lot." That was another detail that encouraged me. In addition, she says her son is like me, but I do not see Elizabeth as a person who is to gossip behind your back. She tells me it seems strange that I should not have any problem because they treat me like a king and over, I take it that way. I always wonder if a king had put so many headaches. Palmyra is the only black spot on Wednesday. Dunno, but the older ladies always bring me uneasy. I do not know, no, yes, I know. Always dressed in black, always like to walk with gossip, well, what if I upset of Palmyra, is that "pobriño" so common on his lips. Perhaps my bad is not knowing enough to tell. Sometimes I said before my mother, and she remains calm, as if approved. I remember on a Wednesday, do not know what came to that event, but Palmira said, referring to me: "Pobriño" and my mother said, "Do not tell that, Palmira, he did wrong." I stayed planted, not knowing what to think ... the first thing was that my mother seemed to agree with her. And it destroyed. I do not know, there are so many things I do not understand. Better stop. Overall, not worth grieving for that. Why do you have to take pity on me?. Am I, indeed, that gives them reason to do so well?. What?. Is it just because I want to be different?. I do not know what's wrong. I want to be different, if so what?. I do not think that life is beautiful as you, the live. I see maybe if, you, but not me. I do not want to struggle just for my life. The poems I want to be my assistants, what's wrong?. A lot of people think he feels like a kick to hear that word name, or a smile from those that are dark inside. So what?. I always said I was completely sincere in my poems, why not see them, instead of laughing at them?. I know one day I went for a book of jokes Teresa, for a trip that was going to do and my mother saw. I told him they were for Teresa. And she opened the book in the opposite direction where he had written some poems. He said: "This is not." Dale, if you want, these loose "

Portraits For The Darker Skin

. And I understood all that, that was the friendship for which he had dreamed.

II

And I understood all that, that was the friendship for which he had dreamed. And now there were many more, helped me to save all the monotony. In many poems and words and dialogues, said happily that this was my world. I do not know, but I did not feel separated from my parents about all of it. Had begun to write poems to a kind of meditation or reasoning, what would it eternal happy about what happened to me, but to find many outlets, many more, not one, but outputs in the sense of finding more good things to do, I guess I first thought that life was much easier and this would always be with me to help.

I think he was as a means to vent about what happened in Murcia. I think there got to see everything so disappointed that I came to feel immersed in a storm, in which I feel lost today. The fault is not there, I know, maybe that had aroused or that he had been reborn. I think it had come completely wrong and guess what still strikes me now, sometimes I start to think about many things in life that have not I know, and I get depressed. Not much reason to be so, but is that what I think is that I still think it will be later. Many other times I am convinced of the need for the dance for me. I usually go every Sunday, but my mother would sometimes lie, must be in the contrast of the environment. There I feel different. I do not know which girl told me she went there to find girlfriend or boyfriend. The truth is I do not know how, I never knew that experience, I know I'm afraid. I think I'm too shy. One of the darkest memories that I brought from Murcia, which is what I said today I still lasted, there, I think I started to pursue happiness for myself, my own happiness, and what was wrong with pleasure. But that was a plus.

needed to tell you. I think especially now why am I so shy with girls, and have them as friends. At most I'll give it a kiss. And I get so red and I remain silent when a guy tells me about a relationship with the woman. Whether I heard my brother's a platonic love, I think I'm too platonic. I do not know if it would be the right word narcissistic. In Vilariño, I move a lot, or anywhere else, maybe take that intention, but I am of those who enjoy looking at them. Or even get to touch her leg. O see some girl under skirts. This is something I never told anyone but a priest at Fatima. Whenever I watch TV I long to see some naked. I remember better when alone.

sexual I think the problem comes in stages I, after a long, quiet. The truth is that I find it very difficult to master.

communicate every day, making each week a life, I think it is improving a bit. But I feel like I'm in a bad period and the pain I feel at not seeing subject, makes me depressed a little . This no doubt helps to heat the atmosphere to irritate me, but I think I've learned a bit to set it aside, but in this moment I feel very bad. I was always convinced it was the lack of distraction, distraction because I do not like to be all morning or afternoon doing something alone.

Preeten ---------nylon-------

Since Eduardo Inda has announced it will cease to be director of Marca, there have been many reactions have been seen. The majority of joy obviously was something we asked for unanimous football fans, and at last been fulfilled. In its place will be as director, former director of Televisión Castilla y León, Oscar Campillo than I have excellent references, and indeed, I who have followed this channel for years because of my background, has managed to get much out of sports writing in particular. I do not mean that the world is fixed, but so far is encouraging.

As I was saying, sometimes I read the blog "the breath" of Manolete in the newspaper As, a kind of character, unfortunately becoming more common, full of hypocrisy and absurdity enthusiasts, with which I never really identify and to feel embarrassed. Sometimes I made a few laughs though.
In his post before the game against Real Madrid was the language as a superb as ever. Such characters are what make you never miss a derbi con elegancia. Una soberbia que hoy día un Atlético no puede tener debido a las limitaciones algo evidentes de nuestro equipo.

Después del partido arremetió contra la plantilla, exceptuando al Kun, que nadie duda que sea de lejos el mejor del equipo, pero se cebó de una manera totalmente injusta con tres personas del club que trabajan bien, y con las que nunca un colchonero con un mínimo criterio debería de haber arremetido.
Primeramente dijo que De Gea , es un portero que ha hecho un año mediocre, que cada vez se va viendo que tiene menos talento, y dió a entender que era sobrevalorado. A lo que yo le contesto, señor Manolete, si es que se le puede llamar Señor, ¿Usted has seen a game this season? Alagar
After Reyes, to the absolute limits after the derby, said he was missing in the Andalusian derby. And also got to understand that he was giving a finish. To which I reply Manolete Did you see the derby? because I believe saving Kun, one of Koke, who alone was Reyes tried over and over again.
And finally allowed the luxury of giving by buttoned Quique, something that I think the latter.

I do not know how old is this guy, but should be tested thoroughly physician, first to see if he has dementia, or evil speaking directly to see if you were born subnormal, and this genre is going great. Something that is difficult for you to go big.

is clear that we have a great team or anything like that, but let's not be hypocrites to provide for waiver to the little good that remains. De Gea, Reyes and Kun are three players for the team is surviving a possible decline this season. Quique And a person who tries every day take advantage of what you have, and I left more and more years. The fans are with Quique, and I see a better substitute.

redneck hate journalism.

Then there are the kind of journalists who flatter a team all season.
and this I say for many that last season spoke wonders of Barcelona and Madrid, and when they fell in Champions League or Copa left without options, or Real Madrid in the league. They began to say it was a failure to prey against Pellegrini, which threw him over the media that the club or the home crowd. Hate

opportunistic journalism.

So when a journalist comes standard with demonstrable facts, some days we will see his articles. An endangered species. I believe that although

Inda away at times of sports journalism, we are many "Indas" For exterminate ...

36 Weeks Pregnant And Lightheaded

why I was on a sea of \u200b\u200bdoubt?

why I was on a sea of \u200b\u200bdoubt?. Would make sense to wait for a fresh start?. That was, and I did. But what about all the previous period?, What about all the anger?, What about all the concerns?. That seemed lost time, which was the subject of complaints both from my mother. I resented what they called lost time for me. To be writing or just thinking. I was angry that, by itself, did not see the good side of it. Decírsela could, but he hated to say anything when I was so angry, because it was as if it ache more. was not content to be in this way, but what else could I do?. I missed dialogue, now I was becoming more necessary than ever. What had happened to me?, Discussing why so much?, Was a child?, Why I was asking questions as a child of an older person?.

I often wonder if many questions will need me, anyone else can live the carefree life why not me?. However, everytime I feel that I find it impossible to get rid of them all. The first few days, he believed completely in the trust, and too innocent. When talking with others and tell them whether it was right, did not seek the intention of saying things about my mother. I did not know where people are talking about the other amused. I just did it because they were my friends, all my friends were, the world was a world of brothers and trusted them. I just wanted to help me fight for life. She was beautiful, had discovered in the first poem. Many times, I wonder if some day you can change all that. Today, for example, came Wednesday and Isabel and Palmyra. I never sought anything wrong in talking to Elizabeth. I do not know at first what it was, but what strikes me it is that has some details that I love. A few days ago, when the road was in front of the pit full of grass, I saw my father trying to cut. He did not do well, let out a piece of ground. Last year it was I who cut with the hoe, single storey, but seeking the roots of the grass to not grow back. I was very good, and this year I thought to myself, if I was that scared me see a grass so tall. I was angry to see my father, [S1] first thought was that I did for echármelo then face, I had heard it many times words like "stupid", "useless," "slimy" and some others. But those mostly because I did not know what to think. I stayed silent, and that was the worst, I was afraid to answer, yes, but almost always start saying: no, what happens ... not to say that they take away the reason could simply be a hobby of mine.

That was what brought me perhaps more than his head. He still could not beat me to fight for me easily discouraged. My father paid attention, but trying to pass some of it, but did not give equal importance to it. Continued to dump, but I took so the tremendous words.

My mother said how much he "prayed", and her, this meant my prayers whispered everything after any event that happens, almost always while she was in the middle. He said it was my hate and my anger ever could be, but the truth is that from the beginning I used it as a means to beat. To understand what went wrong and try to overcome it again. But of course, easier said than done much stretch, because I do not know how I lasted to this thought later, I guess a little influenced by the environment, he said: "See, you're stupid", "because you are stupid" and things like that. That was wrong, but I did unconsciously and I did not realize. Also tried to do it for her. Until there was a person who did recognize me: Antonio, a man Sabarís but child's heart. I said it was like to have mercy on myself, and that does not get more than offset the will. Until I believe it one day and found no solution other than to say that life was meaningless. And it was he who helped me forget Irlo little bit of me. And it was that helped me see more clearly the person Quico. Further reinforced the idea I had. Ana, in a letter, told me that was separating me from my family for the poems and fantasies, but there was a person who had noticed and did not want this ... and was Quico. Antonio told me that was the only brother so I could help out more. I remember when I started to hear that and wanted to rebuild what was crumbling, there were also quarrels and anger, but there was nothing to be taken seriously. Lasted several months. Many errands that sent me to fetch anything, I started to make happy. Often I said "thank you" were not needed between him and me, perhaps with another if. Ana, when I said that about Quico, also added that I interrupted him, I objected, that's how I was.

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