Good Day, Bad Day: Delicious Barca and vicious-looking Garrido

Good Day


The fact that Real Sociedad are no suffering saps - or Real Madrid perhaps - makes the 5-0 win for ‘Qatar Foundation presents Pep’s Dream Boys!’ over La Real so darned impressive. It’s hard to know whether the match highlight was Leo Messi weaving past five defenders on the edge of the box to equal Ronaldo’s league tally of 17 goals, or the outstanding Argentine finishing off a 28 pass move straight from the second half kick-off.

The victory sees Villarreal’s Nilmar as the last footballer to score against Barcelona in la Liga back on the 13th November. It also sees the Catalan press as high as a Spanish middle-distance runner and babbling about football being reinvented and the deliciousness of Barça’s sporting stylings.

Alvaro Arbeloa

So upset is José Mourinho with Sergio Ramos these days, that the Madrid manager took time to point out in Friday’s press conference that the flamenco-fancying fullback would still have been replaced by the considerably more consistent Alvaro Arbeloa even if Ramos had not been injured for the Zaragoza clash.

As for the performance of the rest of Mou's men in the 3-1 victory, there’s not too much to be said of a perfectly perfunctory display against la Primera’s bottom dwellers, although that hasn’t stopped Monday’s press flogging Mourinho’s pre-match ‘hunting with dogs and cats’ spiel to death. And then some.

Tomás Roncero, writing in AS, realised that nothing of note happened in Sunday’s game and has instead gone through the entire Madrid eleven and decided which kind of dog or cat they would be. Which is as good a way to fill 400 words as any.

“Benzema is a harmless kitty, Di María is a pit-bull, Özil is a German shepherd, Xabi Alonso a Siberian husky...” lists Roncero.

LLL would argue that what the paper’s crackpot columnist failed to note is that Cristiano Ronaldo is an enormous pus... (Don’t go there - ed)

Kun Agüero

Curses! LLL dashed across the city - as much as sitting on a train can be considered dashing - from Getafe’s Coliseum to the Vicente Calderón in the hope of experiencing the 37th Atleti managerial sacking of the blog's spell in the Spanish capital with a defeat to Deportivo.

Sadly, the brilliant brace from little Kun - with the first goal being more than a bit special - keeps Quique in his job at least until a new year knock-out by Espanyol in the Copa del Rey.

Juan Albín

Just as the blog was merrily chuckling away at its own ‘Has-bín, not Albín’ gag, the Uruguayan forward goes and scores his side’s winner against Villarreal on a very famous evening indeed for Getafe. Unfortunately, his shirt being whipped off in celebration combined with an earlier yellow card saw Albín sent off seconds later.

Watching Getafe these days really is a whole bunch of fun, as supporters - and probably the manager - literally have no idea of what is going to happen. Míchel’s men can just as easily lose 3-0 to Málaga, draw 1-1 against Zaragoza or beat one of the best teams in Europe - as they did on Saturday - with just 10 men.

Oscar Serrano

Out injured for seven months, the Racing midfielder was thrown into the fray for his return to la Liga with just two minutes to go against Mallorca. A mere matter of moments later and Serrano had buried the ball into the roof of the Dudu Aouate’s net to give Racing their first away win of the season and Oscar the chance to show off his famous sharp-shooting with his nipples celebration, which certainly beats jamming a football up the jersey and running around a bit just because a particular player has managed to knock someone up.

Pablo Piatti

From a long line of tiny Argentinean fancy-pants players who are so softly spoken you can only hear them using an ear trumpet, Piatti was the man of the weekend after two fantastic goals for Almería in a more than surprising win for his side against Sevilla.

However, in the competition run by Marca for just such a contest, the readers of the paper are almost certainly going to vote for Cristiano Ronaldo - the player who is currently topping their Madrid-dominated league table.

Kiko Femenía

Having a bit of a girl’s name really didn’t stop the Hércules youngster from scoring a marvel of  a goal in the Alicante side’s 4-1 thrashing of Málaga.

Athletic Bilbao

Those of a betting lilt may want to take notice of the following statistic - LWLWLWLWLW. Those are the results of the last ten league matches for Athletic Bilbao, alternating between away and home. The most recent ‘W’ in San Mamés was a 2-1 win over Espanyol on Sunday, so a big ‘L’ is be expected away at Levante, next weekend.

Bad Day

Juan Carlos Garrido

So scared is LLL of Villarreal’s vicious-looking manager, that the blog didn’t dare point out the nonsense nature of Garrido’s complaints that the referee favoured Getafe in the 1-0 defeat by noting that it was the same official who brought Villarreal’s opponents down to ten men. Correctly, as it turns out with Cata Díaz getting his marching orders.

It was a strange old game for Villarreal. In the first half they were very good indeed, especially Santi Cazorla who even got a ‘wow’ moment from the home crowd with one particular pass. But with Getafe reduced in numbers, Villarreal completely lost the fluency in their football and ended up with just their third defeat all season.


Blimey. A defeat to Almería sees four losses in a row in la Liga and heaven knows what will happen if Sevilla lose out to Borussia Dortmund during the week in the Europa League - a defeat that would see the Andalusian side knocked out of two European competitions in one season.

Manuel Pellegrini

Marca was strangely silent when looking to comment on Málaga’s 4-1 victory over Hércules, last weekend, a performance that saw four cracking goals for good measure.

Amazingly, the paper has found time for Málaga manager, Manuel Pellegrini, in their top and bottom ten of the weekend column this Monday by sticking to the paper’s year long grudge against the former Real Madrid manager by placing him somewhere near the bottom of their chart - below Marta Dominguez if they could - after Málaga’s 4-1 defeat to Hércules.


Cold. Deportivo. Hate. Cold. Deportivo. Hate. Cold. Deportivo. Hate. Cold. Deportivo. Hate.

That’s LLL’s only memory from a frackin’ freezing Saturday evening at Vicente Calderón. 


The Asturian side have now dropped down to second-from-bottom - a very worrying state of affairs - after a must-win-but-didn’t home draw against Levante.