Monday's Good Day, Bad Day - Round 35
Monday's El Pais sums up the praiseworthy performance of the whole celebrating side - all 10 of them - in the final frenetic five minutes of the match with the words "attitude, faith and courage."
The one player who has shown all those attributes in big old spades in recent weeks has been Gonzalo HiguaÃÂn.
So often, poor old Gonzalo is mocked and moaned at for his Toblerone boots and tendency to fall to pitiful pieces when faced with the goal, but the Argentine poacher has now scored in three games in a row - with Sunday's last minute effort up there with his strike against Espanyol for drop your drink drama.
"I said to myself when I got the ball, 'it has to go in, please, it has to go in" - revealed the man of the moment after the game on his hefty hoof which Ricardo probably should have saved. But that would have ruined another magical moment in La Liga.
HiguaÃÂn wheels away after nailing title for Real
Worthy of an entry for his enviable athleticism in the celebrations at Cibeles on Sunday night. The giant German leapt from the gantry onto the roof of a police van where he planted a flag before vaulting over the two metre gap to the guard-rail before the newly-riled rozzers could perform a plod-style pounding on the centre back. Good effort from the big man.
The tiny Turk is simply unstoppable at the moment. His 16th and 17th strikes of the season against Getafe helped keep some clear water between the Yellow Submarine and and the steam barge of Barcelona.
"When you depend on yourself, it's a lot easier," opined manager, Manuel Pellegrini, on the club's final run-in which continues on Wednesday away at Recreativo.
Samuel Eto'o and Deco
A win-win situation for this dastardly duo on Sunday evening. Not only did they both take part in a performance that momentarily quietened a hostile home crowd - all 54,000 thousand of them - but they also managed to pick up a pair of yellow cards meaning they will miss the fun of the Bernabeu barnstormer on Wednesday night. And the guard of honour.
"I did not know that if I was booked I would miss the game on Wednesday," claimed a 'disappointed' Sammy Eto'o. And it was the same excuse offered up by a devious Deco who said that he was unaware he was walking a disciplinary tightrope on Sunday night until being told, too late, at half time.
"That's not true," countered Frank Rijkaard, "they both knew". "We're definitely going to miss them," continued the soon to be departing Dutchman.
Racing Santander, Sevilla
Making sure that AtlÃÂ©tico Madrid do not have it too easy near the top, both teams shook off rather rubbish recent form to keep up the pressure on the rojiblancos.
Racing's Munitis inspired comeback from 0-2 down against Murcia was the most impressive of the two performances but Renato's second and third of the season for Sevilla is also worth a Pete Tong style big shout out.
Quite incredible. Due to being caught up at the CalderÃÂ³n on Saturday night La Liga Loca was only able to catch the second half of this particular drama-fest, but it mainly seemed to consist of Deportivo hanging on for dear life as the opposition battered their goal. Fond memories of the first half of the season.
Just when it seemed that the increasingly desperate 20 or so shots from Zaragoza were to be in vain, Roberto Ayala popped up with just seconds left to poke home and possibly save his team's Primera posterior.
However, this amazing event was lost on La Sexta's incompetent commentator, AndrÃÂ©s Montes who yelled out Sergio Garcia's name at the game's thrilling climax. One wonders if this happens elsewhere for AndrÃÂ©s.
His channel was rescued - not for the first time - by the fearless and ferocious pitch side pundit, Susana Guasch, when she took a pair of security guards to task after they attempted to push both her and her cameraman off the pitch as the goal scoring hero was being interviewed. You go girlfriend!
In a lesson that will probably be missed by the clowns at the Vicente CalderÃÂ³n, it seems that one of their more influential players in recent Primera encounters cost them nothing at all.
Having made a barnstorming debut against Barcelona, Nacho Macho Camacho has got better and better and made his mark with his first and second goals for AtlÃÂ©tico on Saturday night - a fine way to celebrate his 18th birthday a day later.
All in all, it was a performance free of panic and confusion against a Recreativo side who offered bugger all to the Primera proceedings. At least that was what La Liga Loca thought after spending the match sitting two rows behind the man with the biggest spliff on the planet. It could have been a thriller for all the blog knows.
His brace in Bilbao now puts the Mallorcan man in top spot in the Pichichi race. Needs a new goal celebration though.
Last week, La Liga Loca wrote that it would be the performance of Voro's Valencia at the Camp Nou that would be the judge of whether the men from the Mestalla would cut the footballing mustard at the end of the season.
And the answer has been given. And then some.
"At 15 minutes we already had to think about the Zaragoza game," offered the stand-in coach as way of an excuse. "They scored too early." Wednesday's dust up of destiny already looks like being one of the games of the season.
Valencia's season continues to plummet after Camp Nou mauling
AtlÃÂ©tico Madrid and Osasuna fans
The former for the racist abuse of Florent Sinama-Pongolle - ensuring that any hopes of the French striker moving to the Spanish capital have now been dashed. The latter for hurling objects at the opposition players from the stands for the umpteenth time - with one hitting Iker Casillas. Time for a Betis style stadium ban for the Pamplonans, thinks the blog.
One can only assume that the radio silence from Paul from Barcelona is due to the perico-pundit dusting off his cricket bat and heading to the homes of the execrable Espanyol squad. Or the bank holiday. 59 games now without a win for Montjuic side.
Please God, don't make La Liga Loca choose between these two footballing favourites when it comes to the crunch.