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PALOS by Ray Loriga

One way to look, and tell.

Some boats have three masts, and also the goals, there are the similarities between the novels of Joseph Conrad and football. For those who enjoy both disciplines we would like to look more and often forced metaphors that cross from one side to another of our two great passions, but do not stop being that, forced metaphors. Perhaps it is best to assume that they are two different and try to love that are not ever as he has a wife in the city and a lover provinces, provinces or a husband and a lover in the city, or vice versa and vice-versas all possible variations including gay and Basque and all lines of the PP, the dura, the soft and the next. In short, what we like about this game is its exceptional condition of concern, completely alien to our lives and change the most fundamental part of childhood joys and sorrows. I remember in Underworld, DeLillo's great novel, there were American while flying a baseball, this may be the only way to transform the sport in literary device, assume importance in our lives as real fact, without resorting a convoluted images ill and forced to swim from one bank to another. While the ball is in the air our lives happen. Passing between the posts, or batted out outside the stadium, nothing will alter the course of our own, and nothing will change what we write or read. Before the writers just talked about football because it was frowned upon, now better understood that a writer is a man or a woman, like any other. That also takes care of your garden or your children, or neglect, or forget the world and sits one afternoon to see a Osasuna-Betis. Nothing suggests that the distance between sport and literature have been shortened, of Me, personally I just do not talk about Rilke me while I enjoy a derby and I do not talk about signings while I enjoy Rilke. Children are also a timeless charm that can not squeeze through at the wrong time in the bedroom of her parents.

DeLillo gave way to mess with the ball with the written word, but once you have found the formula does not seem sensible to try to repeat it. Remember the old maxim, the first comparing a woman with a rose was a genius, the second was a fool. The Sportswriter by Richard Ford was not exactly a sports book and Cheever's swimmer broke the soul without threatening any world record. The players sometimes lead concentrations books but I'm afraid I hardly ever read, too we took balls to the beach and not remove from the car. It's almost better that way. The ball is not real part of what we win or lose, but flies above us, whatever we do, and we just occasionally lifting his head to see it. The ball reminds us, reminds us of other things. Children's games are not games of men, and soccer remains anchored in our childhood. It takes us time and again to a past time, not better or worse, thanks to the beautiful game we have not lost at all. Football and literature sound so good together like horse and piano, hence that we should not mix too, hence also that we should not give up any of these pleasures to enjoy the other.

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THE CHALLENGE OF CENTURION by John Carlin

As every week, Carlin is once again superb in "English corner".

"This was an inflexible maximum of Roman discipline than a good soldier should fear their officers more than the enemy."
Edward Gibbon, in History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire .

If England win the World Cup, which the English patriotism has become a huge possibility, there would be no choice: we would have to surrender to the evidence that coach Fabio Capello is the greatest of our times.

The challenge facing the England coach, winning almost everything with Real Madrid, AC Milan and Juventus, is to meet the desperate desire for fame in a country whose set of players is not remotely to the height-either at game, or moral or intellectual level of the English team, a clear favorite to lift the World Cup in South Africa in July. If the cup is the snatch England, most of the credit should be give to the Italian centurion, who automatically became the first person from his country to be awarded by Queen Elizabeth to the title of Sir. Would have achieved the impossible task of imposing order on a chaotic, to squeeze all the performance imaginable, and more from a bunch of crackpots.

John Terry was sacked as captain by Capello following his smack affair with former girlfriend and mother of the son of Wayne Bridge. Ashley Cole, who just broke his leg and is doubtful for South Africa, has been competing with Terry on the front pages of British tabloids with the news that she had slept with more women in one month and had sent more messages text porn pictures included, that Tiger Woods in his life. Which would not have been as interesting if not for the fact that he is married to the woman who has replaced Beckham and wife Victoria's most fascinating islands, the pop singer Cheryl Cole. Wayne Bridge is the natural replacement for Cole at left back, but Bridge has announced, to make matters worse Capello will not play for England while playing Terry, who refused to shake hands in a league match this weekend past. Carlos Tevez, the Argentine team-mate at Manchester City Bridge, gave an early Christmas gift to the tabloids this week by announcing that his country had been killed by such a betrayal .... Terry

Mexican telenovelas are short Big Brother is pure childish Standing beside reality show that gives us English football. Who will be the next player to explode? Who will be the new bad guy? "Rio Ferdinand, the brand new England captain, whose career abound nights drinking and carousing? "Wayne Rooney, the great white hope of English football, which has ample opportunity to delve into their curriculum Gulf given the fascination with the distant beaches of Barbados on his famous wife, Colleen?

Who knows? But something will come. With these guys, the farce is guaranteed. And on top, play bad. Against Egypt on Wednesday at Wembley ended up winning 3 to 1, but took up 75 minutes in early lead. During long periods of the first part the Pharaohs, who have not qualified for South Africa, I danced.

There are good players, of course. Rooney, the current top scorer European duopoly seriously threatens Cristiano Ronaldo, Leo Messi, the point is not ruled out that to walk away with this year's Ballon d'midfielder Frank Lampard is a road that marks many goals for Chelsea . Steven Gerrard, Liverpool, is a powerful player, although this season has given many signs of life. John Terry and Rio Ferdinand are a couple rocks in central defense. O have been: there have been worrying signs that Terry has affected psychologically tabloidero wear, and Ferdinand, whose mental strength is always in question, suffers injury after injury.

addition, no porter, and no companion for Rooney in attack and if Rooney is injured, goodbye and good night. The most serious is that, even with all about, is a team of idiots. The English are not only better, but people who are infinitely more strings and intelligent. Capello, who would give a kidney to get their ranks the starting lineup alternate English, faces the challenge of his life.