Well, hello there! I have barely had time to breathe, much less post about matches. I’ve tried to keep up as best I can, shoehorning recorded games in at odd hours. That’s going to happen again tomorrow since El Clasico is being played midday on a Wednesday. Urgh. Continue reading
Watishing Into 2019
31 DecI honestly thought nothing could top 2017 for sheer fuckery. To that, 2018 said “Hold my beer.” Real Madrid-wise, there were highs (Decimotercera for one thing) and lows (the departures of Zizou and Cristiano, our current confusing form, etc.) but through all of it, we persevere. Continue reading
Prepping For El Clasico & Boss Babies
25 OctI’ve been focusing on letter writing to get out the vote for the midterm elections so that’s definitely cut down on my Real Madrid time. I did get to watch the Champions League match (while still writing) but it’s been hit or miss otherwise for the past few weeks. But El Clasico is upon us and I’ve just posted my final bunch of letters so I’m taking a break from freaking out about the fuckery in my country to focus on freaking out about El Clasico. Ugh. Continue reading
El Clasico Prep Begins
19 DecLike it or not, the Clasico is fast approaching. Injury to insult, kick off is 7 AM here in NYC. The only other place I’ve ever watched a Clasico besides my home bar is the Bernabeu but this one, I’ll be sitting on my couch grumpily nursing a coffee. I may have to preemptively bake muffins for my neighbors because I will undoubtedly wake them up by shouting. Ugh. Continue reading