Hoy tendremos que leer que te asesinaron tus allegados, alguien que pasaba por allí y hasta Pó el de los teletubbies. Y es que, al fascismo, el que realmente te asesinó, no les importa mentir si engañan a cuatro jovenes tontitos más.
Ganaste tú. Y ellos no ganarán nunca más.
Qué gracia la gente que ve fotos en redes de viajes y te dice: que bien vive!
Señora no voy a subir la foto hoy desquicia trabajando no?
Yo que sé
Las cosa
de nada os sirve poner la bandera de andalucía el 28 de febrero si hoy votáis en contra de lo que supone ser de nuestra tierra o si la vendéis dejando de votar
🚨🎙️ Isco on why he became emotional after Real Betis secured a Champions League spot despite winning it five times with Real Madrid:
“People think I was crying because Real Betis qualified for the Champions League… but they don’t understand what this means to me.
At Real Madrid, winning the Champions League became normal. We had superstars everywhere, billion-euro pressure, and the world expected us to lift that trophy every season. I won it 5 times there, yes… but sometimes when everything is expected, you don’t even have time to feel it emotionally.
But with Betis? This is different. This is football with soul.
Here, nobody promised us European nights. Nobody treated us like kings before we achieved anything. We fought for this. Every point felt like a war, every away game felt personal, every fan believed with their heart instead of entitlement.
That’s why I got emotional.
Because hearing the Champions League anthem with Betis feels more real to me than some of the finals I played at Madrid. At Madrid, if you lose a semifinal, people call the season a disaster. Here, qualifying alone feels historic. You appreciate football differently.
And honestly… I’ve felt more loved in one season at Betis than in years at Madrid. At Betis they sing your name because they adore you. At Madrid they sing your name today and ask for your replacement tomorrow.
Football happiness cannot be measured only by trophies. Sometimes one qualification with a family club means more than lifting cups in a machine built to win them.
That’s why I cried.”
Lo que es el destino. Si el árbitro el sábado no se inventa el penalti que nos mete Oyarzabal, la clasificación a Champions se hubiera celebrado en el minuto 50 con la derrota del Celta, y este gol no hubiera pasado a la historia.
acabo de ver en tiktok los votos de una boda y él le dijo: “prometo mirarte siempre como si siguiera teniendo suerte, incluso cuando los años nos vuelvan costumbre.” AAAAAAAAAA