Showing posts with label pique. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pique. Show all posts

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Jedi

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El Clásico was just played in Madrid. Biggest game of the season.

Madrid has lost to Barcelona tonight. Barça are back in the top spot of la Liga after having been in a stranglehold tie for first with Madrid. That's exactly how the game was played--as a taut twisting grapple for dominance between two teams that are eager to stomp the other out of the picture.

The first half was a bitter war of inches and possession. The sides struggled against eachother and gave up fouls. Lot's of thrown bows and whistles blown. Still, Barça managed to eke out an advantage in possession and direction of the ball.

The team seemed to be playing in direct psychic opposition to the rough play of Madrid. Madrid were vicious. Each possession of Barça would receive a brutal challenge. Players all over the field; ankles twisted back and their eyebrows scrunched with pain. The refs didn't feel like calling the most egregious fouls and decided instead to blow the whistle when the guilt from negligence reared randomly.

It was after one of these violent clashes that Messi broke through off a quick pass from Xavi. Leo skated up through the center of the pitch and snuck to the box to shoot past the keeper. It was another in the current streak of successively more incredible goals for him. One for the ages.

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Messi scores

Ibra was out for the game, so the team employed a different lineup that moved Messi to the center. This was not ideal, as his lack of height made the chances for headers slim to none.
Pedro was on the side.

Pedro did deliver through out the game with a lot of possession and brutality endured. He then came up on a goal in the second half. 0-2.

But where was Ronaldo?

The Madrid star was consistently denied by the defense of Pique. The two players, both of similar stature and alumni of Man U. were well matched. Pique had his number. That combined with Valdes' supreme handling of the net created a hull that Madrid found they couldn't breach, no matter how many rusty cannonballs they lobbed.

Madrid mostly showed their confusion in the face of Barça's game philosophy: The deft handling of the ball at all times kept la Merengue always one step back. The world's most expensive team couldn't break the code of Barça's frequency.

It was easily the most difficult win of the season so far. They were met at all times and were contested with more audacity than by any other team in the spanish league. The team of the Empire used all of the sinister tricks available to them to try to claw the eyes out of Barcelona, but it was trumped by adherence to their philosophy. Guardiola directed his team to victory by playing their unique game and not getting into a slugfest. Same way they won against Arsenal-who showed a surprisingly physical game in the face of their diminished chances.

How do you kill a sith lord? With a jedi.

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Saturday, October 31, 2009

A Goal On Yourself, Is Still A Goal

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Pique! What the fuck?! How can that shit happen?

After slugging out 92 and a half minutes with Osasuna--the last team to beat Barça at the Camp Nóu-- and coming up with a beautifully executed goal off a strike by current hot boy Seidou Keita, Barça could only come up with a tie after Pique bungled a defensive knock into the net. An own goal. Jesus. There was like twenty seconds of play left before Barça could have packed up their shit and left the stadium with their three points for the win and a four point lead over number twos, Real Madrid. Instead they are one point up and have to ask themselves how the hell they let the victory slip through their fingers.

The good news is that the versatile play of Keita is netting some real results for the team. He scored his fourth point of the week, bringing his tally up to 6. Unfortunately, the secret may be out about this under-trumpeted weapon in the arsenal and he will probably not be able to get by below the radar of opponents any more.

At least Osasuna cannot claim to have beaten the Blaugrana--they only drew, and even that was at the hands of Barça's own error. And Barça are still undefeated and sitting in first place. For now...

Hang your head Pique. Your chiseled good looks and George Michael-esque stubble will not redeem this slip up. Show us your war cry.

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