From La Liga LocaÃ¢ÂÂs lofty perch in AtlÃÂ©tico MadridÃ¢ÂÂs Vicente CalderÃÂ³n stadium, the blog is lucky enough to be able to gaze upon snow-capped mountains and the cityÃ¢ÂÂs royal palace. It can also enjoy the site of building works and a stinky, stagnant river. And this is a rather handy and massively contrived metaphor / simile / comparison to the rojiblanco club. The two sides to La Liga Loca came to rare agreement on Sunday that anarchic Atleti could be a brilliant, brilliant, best-in-Spain club, thanks to its handily-located near la Latina home and their die-hard fans love of Mike Oldfield megahit Ã¢ÂÂMoonlight ShadowÃ¢ÂÂ - Ã¢ÂÂna na na na na na na na, na na na na, te quiero Atleti!Ã¢ÂÂInstead, itÃ¢ÂÂs a bit rubbish thanks to the idiot twins of Enrique Cerezo and Miguel Angel Gil - a president and director general who barely speak and see the club as a battleground for their childish spats. Now, AtlÃÂ©tico Madrid fans have a deserved reputation for actively enjoying a good wallow in the moat of misery. But during SundayÃ¢ÂÂs 2-4 home defeat to Osasuna, the atmosphere in the crowd felt very different to the normal world-weary despair over the sideÃ¢ÂÂs hapless defence.