Vogue caught perfection again

Aw my! My hormones are going bonkers!

Phwoar!

Speechlessly in awe and love!

Four legs and a package

And there's mud as well. Isn't it wonderful :p

Spanish dad

Aw, how we love Fernando Torres on holiday with wife and daughter ^^

Mon papa, c'est le plus beau!

Catching up

Yes, massive posting today.

Actually, there’s a reason for it. I’m on holiday so I actually have time to post because it does take some time actually. When I browse the Internet and find I like I usually save in my files on one of my two external disks. Then take ages to find it back :p

But I still haven’t quite got used to Windows Vista and there’s a massive difference between Windows XP's Internet Explorer and the one with Windows Vista: the XP IE remembers where you save things from windows to windows and day to day, not Vista.

So very often, I am browsing, see something I like, open it in a new window to just save it without having to go back pages to what I was doing, forget I’m with Vista (because I set it so it looks exactly like classic Windows 95/98) and save it in “Images”, where Vista redirects you every bloody time you change ways.

So I always have hundreds if not thousands of unsorted files, pictures and I got fed up with having them hanging there so I decided to sort them out once a week and here is everything I mean to post on a daily basis ^^

And we are ending this massive posting with a reminder of few of some almighty rules:

Xabi Alonso and Michael Owen are perfect husband materials ^^

Aitor Oico

Heavy freckled Spaniard

Fernando Torres, much better with shorter hair ^^

Spain's still on top

Absoluteness

We love Basque people!

Luz Casal - Un año de amor

Lo nuestro se acabó y te arrepentiras
De haberle puesto fin a un año de amor.

Si ahora tu te vas pronto descubriras
Que los dias son eternos y vacios sin mi.

Y de noche , y de noche por no sentirte solo,
Recordaras nuestros dias felices,
Recordaras el sabor de mis besos.

Y entenderas en un sólo momento
Que significa un año de amor.
Que significa un año de amor.

Te has parado a pensar lo que sucedera
Todo lo que perdemos y lo que sufriras.

Si ahora tu te vas no recuperas
los momentos felices que te hice vivir.

Y de noche , y de noche por no sentirte solo,
Recordaras nuestros dias felices,
Recordaras el sabor de mis besos.

Y entenderas en un sólo momento
Que significa un año de amor.

Y entenderas en un sólo momento
Que significa un año de amor.

Ay te dejo Madrid!

That’s it.

He’s left. He’s gone to Real Madrid.

Xabi Alonso’s just left Liverpool for Real Madrid after five years of loyal, outstanding and more than absolutely beautiful service.

I’m happy but utterly heartbroken!

I am happy for him. Really. Because he wanted to move. Last year, he was the most faithful player in Liverpool after Steven Gerrard. He would’ve rathered sell his brothers to slavery than leave the club but the manager Rafael Benitez wanted Gareth Barry.

Barry was playing for Aston Villa and next to Alonso who’s an utter master in central midfield, the best in the whole world, Barry is just a midfielder. But Benitez got obsessed and went bonkers and actually offered Xabi to Juventus without even asking him whether he wanted to leave.

Eventually nothing happened. Benitez didn’t get Barry. And mostly, we, the Liverpool fans, were outraged he tried to get rid of him. We all deeply love him and we started growing apart from manager who got scared and pretended he wasn’t responsible and played Xabi like he should have.

This year was brilliant for him, and at the end of the season, he was, as usual, the most beloved player in Liverpool after the captain and Scouse (Liverpool-born) Steven Gerrard and even before Jamie Carragher, another Scouse veteran in the club. Huge achievement for a Spaniard after barely five years in a club.

But he got fed up and while he never says anything and never complains about anything publically, he also knows the fans don’t make the team, chose the players but the manager does. And he knew Benitez could easily find another shiny object to go and chase after. He knew his position at Liverpool didn’t depend on his performances anymore (because they are always excellent) but on the good will and stable mental health of the manager.

So he asked for a move after Real Madrid said they wanted him in the center of their new team. After two months of rumours, it’s done. He’s leaving.

I’m happy because I know that’s what he wanted and not what the manager forced him to do like he did with 15 of the 18 other players of the team who won the Champion League in 2005. Only Steven and Jamie are left from that team. Alonso was the last one with them.

I’m happy because he’s a newlywed and unlike me, he loves England but also loves his country. He’s a family and a deep Basque and Spanish man and I know he wants to build a family a home with his parents, brothers and in-laws. I know he wants his son to grow up in Spain. England was good when it was only about him and Nagore but now there’s a whole family and future involved and Spain is the place to do that for him.

But I’m heartbroken. Deeply, truly heartbroken. And that’s the second time. Because in August 2004, Michael Owen also left Liverpool for Real Madrid because he wanted something different and he also knew Benitez had no intention using him as a key player in the team. Steven Gerrard was his target so Michael Owen left for Real Madrid.

That’s the second one who does that: leaving my dear Liverpool for that dreadful Real Madrid.

It can seem silly and pointless because it’s just football but those men are not just football for me. Yes, I find them attractive despite what people think of them but I love them!

I like Steven Gerrard, Frank Lampard, John Arne Riise, Fernando Torres just like I like Andy Roddick, Marat Safin or Jan-Michael Gambill but that’s it.

Michael Owen and Xabi Alonso are, with Thomas Johansson, my heroes. I love them, worship them, admire them for everything they are and do on and off the football pitch or tennis court. They are my role models. If I can be like the persons they are, one day I could say: “I succeed my life”.

Thomas Johansson has more or less retired and and now Xabi’s gone. Just like Michael did five years ago.

I’ll get used to it and will come to the point when I realised he’s not dead but just when to play for a cesspit from Hell! But I’m so scared he might get wasted by the club. They might destroy him like they destroyed Michael. And it took Michael five years to come back to the top with Manchester United today.

So it’s 2009 and I’m a Liverpool FC supporter. For me, Liverpool FC that’s Michael Owen, Xabi Alonso, Steven Gerrard and John Arne Riise.

And now Steven Gerrard’s the only one who’s still here but for how long?

Michael Owen’s now playing for Manchester United: the club I hate the very, very, VERY! most in the world! But at least, they were smart enough to give him a chance and believe in him. That’s more one can say about Liverpool.

Xabi Alonso: Same thing and now he’s gone to play for a club I hate with all my deepest guts and who knows what’s coming over there. Well at least, he’s at home.

And Riise’s got killed by Benitez and thrown out of Liverpool all the way to AS Roma where…well I don’t know actually…

Lucky I still have my sweet Djokovic ^^

But something tells me I won’t cry when Liverpool fail to win anything again this year. That serves that bloody Rafael fucking Benitez right!

Yes yes! Gay yet still a football fan.

Señor y Señora Alonso

There we are: CONGRATULATIONS!!!

Xabi Alonso just married his Penelope Cruz look-a-like fiancée Nagore Aranburu after 16 years (!) together ^^

Picture credit: MrsKatiaTorres @ http://xabi-alonso.forumfree.net/

That was today at San Sebastian, Basque Country, Spain.

They truly are the most genuinely gorgeous just married couple I’ve ever seen.

Even the Owens were not looking that fabulous.

Liverpool FC teammates by Xabi Alonso

Utter.

Xabi Alonso during a press conference at Laz Rosaz, Madrid - 05.06.2009

How? How can he be so perfectly and natural handsome? How does he do that?

Footballet

Morning mood

Where's the mud?

Here’s a quite interesting extract that got drove me up the wall this morning:

There is rivalry and then there are the teams that really don’t like each other. Lampard offers a diplomatic response, but a knowing smile.‘It is strong, I can’t deny that,’ he admits. ‘The players feel an extra edge. You’ll see it on Sunday. We’ve played them so many times in big games so lots of individual tensions build up. There is always something between me and Xabi Alonso, for instance.’

But you broke his leg. (after a tackle back in January 2005)

“Yes, I know, and it was a foul and I got booked, so I am not trying to plead innocence, but it was a tap, it wasn’t anything nasty; the sort of tackle that happens all the time, both ways. That night, when I heard how it had worked out, I felt very bad and phoned to apologise but he wouldn’t really have it and ever since he has that look in his eye when we meet, and there is always a bit of jostling and shoving."

‘There is respect between the teams, though. Steven Gerrard always says how hard it is to play against us at our place and it is the same up there. Just a sea of red shirts on the pitch at times because they work so hard and put you under so much pressure. They are a horrible lot like that, but Steve? What a fantastic player. I watched him against Everton the other week and it was a complete performance, he was the driving force.”

From there: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sport/football/...abi-Alonso.html



Some of you know i'm a huge fan of Lamps. For what...six years now. Yet i think that's very easy to blame Xabi for the look in his eyes and the feud after he didn't accept his apologies.

But at that game Lamps did what he always does when he's on the pitch: spending the entire game shouting abuses, insults and calling names every single of his opponents. Then he breaks his legs and finds strange Xabi had a hard time believing he was truly sorry.

When you know him like Steven Gerrard does it's okay but when you don't, it's not. There's quite a range between facing someone with competitiveness and insulting them constantly. Countless players complained about his rude and extremily insultive behaviour whereas i dare anyone to find me two people who complained about Xabi's.

Maybe if he started to show a little bit more of respect and stop acting like a yob on the pitch, people would have easier time believing the truthness of his apologies.

He's doing the same with Fabregas but Cesc never hesitated kicking his arse when he had an occasion...he had three actually.



I have to say, i can't wait for Xabi and Frank to fight on a very muddy pitch one day. It'll be worth all the best porn movies ^^