Wheee! Slice! Argh! Madridistas fall on their swords

Wheee! Slice! Argh!

Wheee! Slice! Argh!


That, dear readers, is the sound of two more men falling on their swords.

Baa! Hack! Argh!

Baa! Hack! Argh!


The sound, more to the point, of two more sacrificial lambs being slaughtered. Two sacrificial lambs by the name of Mariano Rodríguez de Barutell, known as âÂÂNanínâÂÂ, and Luis Bárcena.

Not sacrificial lambs that La Liga Loca feels especially sorry for â especially not poor little rich boy Nanín - but sacrificial lambs nonetheless.

You see, last night Bárcena and Nanín were sacked from their posts at Real Madrid by (the still) president Ramón Calderón. The guilty men in the scandal uncovered by Marca. The men who have paid the price so that Calderón doesnâÂÂt have to. Rather like Fabio Capello, in fact. Or Bernd Schuster.

Now, for those of you a little behind, hereâÂÂs whatâÂÂs happened so farâ¦

(You might want to adopt a deep cinema-style voice here.)

Previously on Castle Greyskull â¦

Unpopular president Ramón Calderón â already accused of, well, too many things for La Liga Loca to recap, especially without the help of our lawyer Lionel Hutz - panics that he might not get the accounts and a few other bits and bobs of business approved by the membersâ assembly on December 7. He is terrified, nay petrified, of the dark shadow of a certain Florentino Pérez.

Calderón scrapes through the membersâ assembly. During aforementioned assembly, members of the Ultra Sur - one of whom, a gift for the media, could not have been any more of a cartoon bad guy if he joined the Ant Hill Mob - spend the assembly shouting âÂÂanti-Madridistas sons of bitchesâ at those who oppose him and oâÂÂPresidente! Presidente!â at Calderón himself.

There are lots of accusations and angry words, lots of shouting and pushing and other generally un-edifying shenanigans going on.

Votes are cast by a show of hands (as they always have been). Votes are counted in the pretty little heads of the stewardesses (as they always have been). Some members are denied access to the arena to watch events unfold. Accusations are made that the club laid on busses to get the Ultras there. Calderón denies it.

âÂÂWhat are busses?â he says.*

Just over a month later, Marca breaks the story that Calderón âÂÂrobbedâ the assembly. It alleges that Calderón infiltrated the assembly with people loyal to him to make sure he got through the vote. Bárcena, director of members and the man responsible for organising the assembly, says he will investigate and take the necessary actions.

The next day, Marca publishes a follow up. It includes photos of the men who shouldnâÂÂt have been there: some because they are not compromisarios (members with a voice and vote for the assembly), some because they are but shouldnâÂÂt be (because their form wasnâÂÂt completed correctly or because they have not been members long enough to qualify), and one because he is an Atlético Madrid season ticket holder. Strategically placed, all are aggressive during the assembly.

All voted in CalderónâÂÂs favour⦠ 

And so it was that Calderón stood before the media at the Santiago Bernabéu, backed by all the presidentâÂÂs men. Sweating. Fighting back. And denying everything.

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