[Ed. Football being soccer.]
Robed figures appeared in three matches, across three European countries, and Franz Beckenbauer warns us of a challenge for Earth’s future.
He might seem like some crazy old guy to you (if you’re not a football fan), but he’s a two-time world champion (and three time European Cup winner, too).
The last league victory over Real Madrid was in 1999. Between that date and May 2013, Atlético de Madrid was never able to defeat their cross city rivals. In May, Atlético defeated R.M. 1–2 in the Copa del Rey final, and today we defeated them 0–1, both times in their own stadium. We have won all seven league games played so far (unfortunately, so has Barcelona), which I think is their best opening streak ever.
There’s a lot of talk about how poorly Real Madrid plays, but I think Atlético’s tactical display deserves more attention.
Raúl García isn’t even a usual starter for Atlético de Madrid. Yet, whenever he plays he delivers, with quality. He has to be one of the world’s most underrated football players. This was his goal, yesterday, against Real Valladolid,
My appreciation of classic rock comes thanks to my dad’s influence on me. Until high school, I actually didn’t listen to much contemporaneous music and instead listened almost exclusively to the rock bands my dad introduced me to. One day he bought me a Janis Joplin greatest hits album and “Summertime” almost instantly became one of my favorite songs,
One of my favorite Credence Clearwater Revival songs,
For the events in Boston and tomorrow’s date (I don’t know how many people get the “4:20” reference).
It’s hard to believe in retrospect (and especially me, someone born three fourths of a decade after Bon Scott’s death) that there was a point where Rush was such a little known band (“…Rush, have you heard of them?;” “nah”).
I think I got into Deep Purple before high school. My dad bought me one of their best of compilations at what used be called Price Club (today’s Costco). But, I didn’t know about this song until one day, in Spain, I was at my friend Dacio’s house. He owned another best of compilation of Deep Purple, which El Pais was distributing for free to subscribers. He played this song, and something about it made me fall in love with it immediately.
N.B.: Some people might find the humor distasteful.