I would normally put this shot at the end of the post, with the rest of the social media goodies, but seriously…Pepe’s in his underwear. That’s an opening shot, not a closer! I don’t know why it took this pic for me to realize it, but Pepe is totally the type of guy who’s pants are off within seconds of getting in the door. Pepe, we love you for that & thank you for sharing. Continue reading
Well Alberto Moreno, behavior like that WILL get you called up again for International Duty! Jeez these newbies move fast, but I guess they have to in order to keep us happy. No Serndando, no Tormata, no Double A’s, no nothing beautiful & bromantic!….except for Seriker. Thank God for Seriker.
La Roja is making me feel like Tyra with these pics….”Best photo goes to….Valdes.” Victor, we will accept your kisses & allow you to enjoy the opening image spot. I don’t know who to hand it to more, the Spanish keepers with their fab booties, flowing air kisses, & willingness to back it up into Iker, or the fab photographers who capture these moments. Either way, I yam happy girl.
No one objects to opening with this shot right? Sometimes you just gotta go straight to the dessert, am I right or am I right? 😉 Continue reading
Who likes a big ol’ training badonk? I do! We all do! Poor Valdes is focusing on the wrong bit of roundness, tsk tsk. The boys got right back into it today, working those fine bootays out!
Sergio presents us with a very interesting juxtaposition, pairing his Virgin Mary tee with his Dsquared crotch. Where will our eyes go first? (no surprise) Why do I feel guilty? Why is he testing us?? I give up, you sexy, sexay thang.
With all the La Liga/transfer drama & sadness, International Duty couldn’t have come at a better time. Hopefully the magic of La Roja & their pretty pretty can drag us out of depression and mourning for a few moments. This is a big post with a lot of compiled shizz, so I aim to bring smiles to your faces at least once! Here we go, awful outfits, handsome faces, and singing…yes, singing.
I spy with my little eye someone whose name starts with “P” behind Santi Cazorla & Mikel Arteta in London. Yep, it’s Pipita proving once again that he has a thing for Spanish guys as he hit the town with Santi, Mikel & Nacho Monreal. Continue reading
Before I get even farther behind on the match recaps, here is the Tahiti (which my fingers keep wanting to type as Tahini) post. Following the game, I felt pretty bad for Tahiti. 10-0 isn’t a fun score, but apparently the coach & team were just so overjoyed to have qualified for the Confeds, nothing could get them down. Coach Eddy Etaeta, said he was moved to tears during the team’s opening match, he was so proud of them, even though they were defeated 6-1. He also said, playing against Spain would be a dream. It’s nice to see the coach and team remain so proud to represent their country, even though the outcomes weren’t ideal. Spain did them in, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 times, so needless to say there are a lot of goals to look at and I won’t make this post even longer by going on & on. The goals shall speak for themselves…..mostly.
La Roja arrived in Fortaleza a couple days ago, they just keep going and sometimes it’s hard to keep up with them! Super stretching pics like the one above, always get me back on track though, these thing MUST be shared. Shit, look at Javi Martinez, even he’s excited by the Sernando scene playing out in front of him!
Of Headbands and Heartbreak
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Of Headbands and Heartbreak... 