🇪🇸❤️ Marc Cucurella's biggest decision this summer wasn't about football.
Before saying yes to Real Madrid, he didn't ask about his salary, the training ground or the facilities.
His first question was whether Madrid had the right schools, therapists and specialists for his eldest son, who has been diagnosed with autism. ❤️
The Spanish full-back has revealed that every bit of progress his son makes means more to him than any trophy. And when choosing his next club, there's only one thing that truly matters:
🗣️ "If a team is interested in me, the first thing I do is check whether there are schools or therapies for him."
👏 He might be on the verge of winning the EUROs and World Cup back to back for his country but football will always come second. Being there for his son will always be Marc Cucurella's greatest achievement.
La célébration de Lukaku pour le 4-1 est à mettre dans un musée. Il te balance un bon gros "L", du fuck you et la danse de Trump. Légendaire. C'était le plus gros hatewatch de l'histoire du football, merci les belges
🚨🚨| BREAKING: Senator Celeste Sinezor publishes an open letter addressed to Kylian Mbappé:
“The problem is between you and me. I have never said anything against France. On the contrary, I stand with France. I studied at a French school from the age of 2 until I was 17, where I completed my education. I am who I am thanks to the Collège de l’Immaculée Conception and the education it gave me. We sang La Marseillaise and honored the French flag alongside our own. I speak French and I love visiting France. Last Christmas, I spent the holidays with my family in Courchevel, and we welcomed the New Year in Saint Tropez. This has nothing to do with France. The problem is with you.
Your arrogance and contempt angered me long before the match, when you said, “If we have to put our hands in the dirt, then let’s do it.” We are not stupid. We understood perfectly that by “the dirt,” you meant the Paraguayan team, and the Paraguayan team represents all of us. Then you said you were going to remove our makeup. We understood that too. All of Paraguay remained silent, myself included. We endured it.
During the match, your arrogance was obvious. Your contempt for every Paraguayan player was clear, as if they were beneath you. Without even covering your mouth, you shouted, “La concha de tu madre,” an extremely offensive insult in Latin America, and you know it.
Finally, you showed complete disregard for the health of our goalkeeper. That is something you simply do not do. Respect between rivals after a match is almost sacred, in war and in peace, in defeat and in victory. Yet you refused to shake his hand and shouted your victory in his face. In a single moment, you displayed contempt, arrogance, and poor manners. It hurt me, it hurt my entire country, and it hurt deeply. France should hold you accountable because it is a nation of honor, with centuries of history and savoir faire.
My posts were written in the heat of the moment, with my blood boiling, the blood of a mixed heritage, a beautiful blend of Indigenous and Spanish ancestry that runs through my veins. I wrote them while watching you mock those extraordinary Paraguayan players who fought as equals until the final whistle. However, I immediately regretted responding to you with the same insults that I myself receive. I realized I was repeating the very behavior I despise, so I deleted the post. I understand that my words offended you because humiliation hurts.
Now I demand that you also retract your statements and apologize to me. I will not tolerate your violence either. You do not know me. You have no idea who I am, and you have no right to say that I AM A DESPICABLE WOMAN, UNWORTHY OF THE OFFICE I HOLD.
I am a Senator of the Paraguayan Nation, elected by the people. Before that, I was a National Deputy, also elected by the people. Thousands of Paraguayan men and women voted for me and consider me their voice. My foremost duty is to speak for the Paraguayan people, to say what they cannot say, and to defend my country with my life if necessary.
I represent my country because I was freely elected. I was chosen in democratic elections to help make its laws and to be its voice. You have no idea what it means to be elected to defend your nation and represent its people.
Who are you to call me unworthy or despicable when you do not even know me? This is blatant gender based violence. This is political violence against a woman who earned her position through the democratic vote of her people. You insult me because I am a woman. You attack my dignity as a woman and as a political representative.
Retract your statements, honor your French citizenship, and apologize. Otherwise, I may pursue legal action for gender based violence.”
🚨🇺🇸 Donald Trump on Folarin Balogun: “It was not even a foul. You always want to see a game with best players”.
“How would you feel if we took Messi, Ronaldo or Harry Kane out?”, USA president says replying to @Emilylgoodin question.
This is Saudi Arabian Prince Al-Waleed and his wife, Princess Ameera Al-Taweel.
You see, she's wearing a fitted Louis Vuitton outfit. No hijab. No abaya. Hair uncovered. Legs uncovered.
No doubt, Ameera is beautiful; I gladly give her that credit.
But here's the question:
Why do the rules seem to bend for the rich Muslims while remaining rigid for the poor?
Is it wealth? Status? Influence? Or is there a different explanation?
What's your take? Let's hear your thoughts.
It is interesting and informative to compare Europe’s two predominantly Muslim peoples: Bosniaks and Albanians.
Bosniaks today often retain a strong sense of Muslim identity and have a feeling of solidarity with the wider Muslim world. Albanians, by contrast, tend to have a much weaker attachment to Islam as a marker of collective identity, with both Albania and Kosovo operating more clearly as secular European nation-states.
A large part of the difference can be traced to divergent historical experiences in the late 20th century. The Yugoslav wars hardened Serbian, Croatian, and Bosniak national identities, crystallizing them into distinct peoples in ways that obscured how closely integrated they had become by the late Yugoslav period.
It is easy to forget that these three groups shared a common language and a broadly similar culture, while decades of socialist rule had significantly reduced the public salience of religion. In many respects, the differences between them were arguably less pronounced than those between Lebanon’s Christian and Muslim communities, or between Syria’s Sunnis, Alawites, and Druze.
For Bosniaks in particular, the smallest and most vulnerable of the three groups, the experience of mass violence and ethnic cleansing in the 1990s, targeted solely for their religious identity by Serbian nationalist forces, must have been deeply traumatic. It transformed that identity into a central reference point for their survival and later political self-definition. This is why they tend to identify closely with their Ottoman legacy today and chant for Palestine.
Albanians, on the other hand, followed a different trajectory. They entered the modern era as a clearly distinct ethnolinguistic group, separate from the South Slavs around them. Even in Kosovo, Serbian repression was directed primarily at Albanians as an ethnic group rather than at Muslims as such. Both Muslim and Catholic Albanians were affected, and this shared experience of being targeted as Albanians reinforced national identity over religious identity.
After almost seven years at this club, it’s hard to put into words what this moment means to me.
I arrived at this club when I was 18 years old. Far from home, barely speaking the language, trying to adapt to a completely new culture, new life and chasing a dream that felt so big at the time.
I didn’t know exactly what the future would hold, but I knew I wanted to give everything for this club.
We didn’t just build a team, we built a family, an identity, and something the fans could believe in again. To see this club back where it belongs is one of the proudest moments of my career.
I want to thank my family, thank everyone at the club, the staff, my teammates, and every person working behind the scenes. Most importantly, thank you to the fans. Your support, patience and love throughout these years never went unnoticed. You stayed with us through the difficult moments, and this title belongs to you as much as anyone.
This club changed my life. I will always be grateful for the privilege of wearing this shirt.
PREMIER LEAGUE CHAMPIONS 🏆