Look, dudes.
I know you are tired. I know that you have two games per week. I know that there league next weekend, then Champions, and then the Classic.
Now, look me tell you one thing.
THIS SHIRT IS BIGGER you going to DRESS IN YOUR LIFE. Neither the club nor the Madrid equipuchos far from the village. THE SPANISH NATIONAL TEAM SHIRT IS THE GREATEST. THIS SHIRT IS LAUGHING AND CRYING FOR THIS SHIRT IS FIGHT, sweat, were bled and if necessary die. SOME HAVE THIS SHIRT PAST THE WORST AND BEST SOCCER MOMENTS OF OUR LIFE. THIS SHIRT IS THAT GIVE EVERYTHING, EVEN IN A FRIENDLY ANYONE WANT.
For by these friendly then going to competitions, spoiled wimps. And then, there yes, then you give it all, then you run like you did not run today, have not fired fires as today, are moving her ass like you have not moved today. That yes. Well let me tell you one thing. If it were me, the next game you were ALL canceled, hillbilly. So they learn to respect that players have worn Red were THOUSAND TIMES MORE THAN YOU MEN.
OS PAY YOUR CLUBS: THE RED OS , becomes large.
And if you are going to devote to touch the eggs in warm, you can paste a snip down there, because you guys anything but fledged. If you are going to decide when and when not to fight each other by Spain WAIVED AND avoid the embarrassment of SEE THE DRAG WORLD CHAMPION ; that way.
There are people who would kill for that shirt. There are players who would die to take a single day. And you, PREFERRED, ensuciáis the sheepskin of Zubi and Raul, Kubala and Di Stefano, Juanito and many others. When SHOULD GIVE THANKS TO GOD FOR ONE DAY TO SERVE IN THE SELECTION OF SPANISH.
Period.
PD: Del Bosque, USELESS overrated, I do not forget you. You took everything that made Luis. Hopefully one day find out what kind of lousy coach, what kind of being mean you.
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