Atlético begin navel-gazing exercise
ThereÃ¢ÂÂs been some soul searching down the Vicente CalderÃÂ³n over the past few days after AtlÃÂ©ticoÃ¢ÂÂs somewhat lacklustre performance against Barcelona on Saturday night.
And this puts club president Enrique Cerezo at a slight disadvantage considering his soul was sold to Beelzebub some time ago.
And before everyone gets huffy and puffy, Cerezo is a man who holds an annual memorial ceremony to, now dead mobster and monster, Jesus GÃÂl - a gentleman he described as a Ã¢ÂÂfantastic personÃ¢ÂÂ in January 2007.
The film producer is also someone who only just escaped prison having been implicated in the case against GÃÂl and his son - Miguel Angel - which found the terrible trio guilty of financial irregularities in the running of the club.
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Perhaps itÃ¢ÂÂs for this reason that Atleti have been so heavily involved in charidee work with the local penal institutions. In fact, Cerezo received a special decoration from the Penitentiary Institution last week to reward him for the clubÃ¢ÂÂs efforts. Always good to have friends in the right places, the blog supposes.
The 6-1 thrashing by a bullying Barcelona has left the redneck rojiblanco leadership sitting on the porch, supping home-made lemonade and wondering where it all went wrong in the Camp Nou.
Ã¢ÂÂI failed in the preparation, the team-talk, in not rearranging our attack after eight minutes...Ã¢ÂÂ admitted Javier Aguirre on Saturday, in a confession that went on into the early hours of Sunday morning.
Backing his boss was Antonio LÃÂ³pez who declared that Ã¢ÂÂalthough Aguirre says itÃ¢ÂÂs his fault, itÃ¢ÂÂs everyoneÃ¢ÂÂs.Ã¢ÂÂ
Rather than hiding in a bunker for the next few days until the pee-taking Spanish press is distracted by RaÃÂºl opening a supermarket, Cerezo couldnÃ¢ÂÂt help himself on Sunday, and manfully admitted that Ã¢ÂÂIÃ¢ÂÂm sorry and I ask all the fans to forgive us.Ã¢ÂÂ
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However, after a good nightÃ¢ÂÂs sleep, the rojiblanco ruler was feeling a lot more like himself and decided to pass the footballing buck onto the players the following day.
Ã¢ÂÂWe are all responsible,Ã¢ÂÂ he mused preparing the path for an accusatory conjunction, Ã¢ÂÂbut, in the end, the ones really responsible are those that played.Ã¢ÂÂ
However, not satisfied with his winding-up work, Enrique tempted a fistful of fate by predicting the outcome of the upcoming Madrid derby - a match not known for AtlÃÂ©tico successes.
Ã¢ÂÂIf we always used to beat Barcelona before and now we lose and we used to lose to Madrid before, then logically we will win,Ã¢ÂÂ beamed Cerezo, before picking up his colouring book and humming to himself.
In even worse news for poor old Atleti, further evidence has emerged that Kun AgÃÂ¼eroÃ¢ÂÂs dalliance with MaradonaÃ¢ÂÂs daughter is only going to lead to very bad things.
The formerly shy striker has recorded a song with his soon-to-be father in law praising the wonderfulness of Giannina. And bloody awful it is, too.