Remember yesterday when I posted this shot from El Pirata who was watching a bullfight at Las Ventas? And I said that I thought Iker was there? Well, he was. So was Sergio but apparently not together.
Meanwhile, Sergio showed up and was rocking I don’t know what below the knee. I mean, WTF?! That is just…not good.
He also tweeted this shot today of him out for a meal with his buddies. A few days respite before jumping right into National Team action.
Here’s a couple of fan photos that popped up. They’re obviously from different times. I think the one with the girls is from when he won the Young Andalusia award.
Cuatro posted a short video giving “grades” to the players and Mou for the season. Do you agree or disagree with their assessment?
Nando is all set for tomorrow’s Champions League final, but one thing has got me really concerned. What the HELL is that thing on his lip?! That shiz is a straight up pR0n-stache!
I don’t care for that nonsense when Silva sports it but it makes a bit of sense. It just looks WEIRD on Nando. That must go and soon. To see the ‘stache in action, check out this video about the road to Munich.
Here’s a few shots of Nando and the gang in Munich arriving/preparing for the match. (Updated: Now with more Nando-ness!)
Chelsea shouldn’t worry, because if we’re to believe the psychic llama, they’re going to win. Sigh. I miss Paul the Octopus.
Twitter & Facebook had some fun bits to offer today. I was charmed when The Baby posted this picture with the pilot of the plane from Kuwait. Aw! He got to visit the cockpit! I wonder if they gave him those junior pilot wings?
Xabi posted this picture saying “with the Skipper” and caused a bazillion fangirls’ heads to explode simultaneously.
Ryan Bailey of Dirty Tackle posted a piece about the plans of Hollywood director Paul Greengrass (United 93, The Bourne Ultimatum) to make a movie about Barca. The picture that accompanied the article had me in a major giggle fit for about a half hour especially since the caption was “The part of Carles Puyol will be played by a wet dog.” Here’s the picture in all it’s terrifying glory.
Oy. Not sure if I will ever recover from that. It’s bloody brilliant though, isn’t it?
And finally, a woman in Kuwait apparently offered $2 million to Real Madrid so that the players would come to her house and give her kids photos/autographs. The club said no. Hey, she could have just gotten her arse down to the hotel/pitch like everyone else and gotten them for free. Sheesh. I wish I had that much money to throw around. I’d be like “Screw watching stuff on TV, I’m going to make the cast of True Blood come act that shit out right in my living room!” or “I think I’ll pay Brazil and Argentina to play in my Prospect Park so I don’t have to drag my ass all the way to NJ on a Saturday afternoon via the PATH train.” That would be nice. But if I knew I could get Pirata, Mesut, Sergio, Xabi, Pipita, Iker, etc. all to my house, I suppose that $2 million would feel like a bargain.