Tomás Roncero: football genius

Never look a gift horse in the mouth, they say. Now, La Liga Loca hasnâÂÂt got a clue what that actually means. But itâÂÂs not going to, oh no sir.
 
You can accuse us of going for easy targets all you like, you can say itâÂÂs not fair to drag up the past, and you can point at the many, many times weâÂÂve been so very, very wrong. About football. About life. About whether that really was the Zaragoza president grinning over that pint. About whether that girl was in fact a boy.
 
You can even accuse us of having an unnatural obsession with howling mad Tomás Roncero. You might even be right. In fact, oddly, he might even be right (and letâÂÂs face it the fans are the biggest turncoat hypocrites of the lot). But we donâÂÂt care. This one is too good to refuse.
 
So, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, hereâÂÂs what ASâÂÂs resident loony Tomás Roncero wrote back in February, the morning before Spain played a friendly in Malaga without RonceroâÂÂs beloved Raúl. The same Spain that has just won Euro 2008 without the same Raúl.


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