On Saturday is day of the marathon of every Saturday, this time the friends wanted to cheer up because I injuried my leg in a training with a strong, big and tough partner of gim and I can´t walk very good? I arrived tired home and without forces...

Sunday ... Sundays are a little special ...I walk with h my grandmother and we take a very good hot choco ...

But this Sunday is a special Sunday. On Sunday afternoons we go to cinema. The last movie was amusing: Stasky and Hutch. Music of 70´s, bell pants and many psicodelic music.. .But this Sunday there isn´tt cinema. It is day of PPV. Because in satellite tv there is soccer. But it isn´t a normal soccer game. It is the mother of all the soccer games: Real Madrid-F.C.Barcelona.

For those that don't know the Spanish soccer I will talk them a little things about this match: Bigs, rivals, with tons of money , but little soccer.

The FC Barcelona has ?Pitbull? Davids; " Rabbit " Saviola, quick and intelligent ...and Ronaldinho ...He can play soccer and to dance samba in a same way ...too much for a simple day.

The other team is.., the other team: Real Madrid ...In Real play soccer, Raúl, the captain, Roberto Carlos ?the lord of the guns", " Cinexin " Zidane, the best in this team, ?Fat? Ronaldo; Figo ...and player that now plays without hair, David Bechkam...

Near where I´m living there is a big hotel, when the bigs soccer team become my city, they sleep in this hotel; from my window I can see the hall of this hotel, and I could see the Real Madrid when they played against the soccer team of my city ......My Italian friends invaded my house because they wish to see go down from the bus to the Real Madrid ... Beckham is assaulted by thousands of young girl' that want pics, autographs or to pull up him the shirt ...Roberto Carlos is always nicer and he likes to speak with the fans.....

About the match? Very tense ...Figo is expelled of the match and in the last minutes the Barcelona wins the match.

What say the fans? The trainer from the Madrid, Madrid didn´t play well and it has lost...

In the pubs people screams shakes the hands...

They are bad times for the lyrical.