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Acting as Hitch to help a friend conquer his love!

I don’t have a Malena or Carla, he said.

Then he asked me for order and aggressivity.

O.k., I said, that’s a deal.

The talks will be long but I’m optimistic.

And, after all, Andres is my little brother.

So is it difficult? Yes.

But is it possible? Yes.


He’s a great teammate, I tell her.

I invite you for a supper, then you can see for yourself!

So we three meet at a Japanese restaurant.

Very entertaining!

Oh ooohhhh …


She’s on strike.

He’s just egotistical, she said. Very individualistic.

Look, nothing’s wrong with him, I told her. He’s not depressed.

He hasn’t gone to a psychologist, as some have said.

What happens is he has this kind of anxiety.

He’s a fantastic person.

Well, she paused. I like his compliments.

And the price of that sashimi just made him twice as interesting.

Why? I asked. Because he was cheap?

No, she answered. Because I had doubts.


She texted him later:

It is very hard for me to not think about you!


Aren’t you going to invite me over for dinner?

Today I can’t have supper, he replied.

(Is this guy extraterrestrial or what!)

Well, what about now? she insisted.

That way I return the great lunch at your place!

O.k. he says.


Another partial failure.

I’m so embarrassed! he told me later.

She said my fridge is barer than a monkey’s butt!

And something about balls that are too heavy …

… and branches that are kind of doubled over.


Hahaha!, I said.

Smartass!! he cried.

He texted her: I ask for forgiveness.

Oh, he’s a good person, she sighed.

With a cool head and a warm heart.

And very entertaining.

Moc moc!


Everyone has good feelings.

Hugs, my friends!!!

[Quotes taken from: and (Sara Carbonero on Cristiano Ronaldo; Iker Casillas on Sara Carbonero on Cristiano Ronaldo; and (Piqué on Puyol, Fabregas and his Christmas tree; Puyol on dinner; Zubi on Afellay and Alves; Sacchi on Ibrahimovic; Valdés on Iniesta; Wegner on FC Barcelona; Messi on Moratti]

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By SoccerMom

SoccerMom obsesses over FCB and this blog instead of grading papers, burning dinner and/or raising her small children. She blames a Spanish husband and easy access to Hispanic-targeted cable sports channels for her football addiction and consequent failure as a professor, housekeeper and mother.


  1. I wish you hadn’t put the explanatory thing at the end, let everyone figure it out for themselves! 😛

    And can someone please tell me what exactly moc moc means?

    1. According to Barcastuff, Flay will play in the number 20 shirt.

      Still keeping the #4 open for Cesc? 😉

    2. I wonder if the guy also gets his own personalized Barca iPad? Would make a nice Christmas and welcoming present.

  2. Oooooooooooooooh!

    According to Pep’s twitter Barca will be in Texas next summer for the US tour. I’m as giddy as Pique in a tweet!

  3. I wanted to second the recommendation Stowe made in the last thread regarding the CAPTCHA. If the Submit button can be placed under the CAPTCHA.

  4. Barcelona will play Man U on July 30th in D.C.! I’m definitely going to go and hope for another Messi header. 😀

    1. OMgosh—I’m like So. Totally. Going. if it really happens!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  5. From barcastuff:

    Official: Barcelona will play the return of the 1/8 finals of the Spanish cup, away against Athletic Bilbao, on 5 January at 22:00.

    YES! That means a more rested team and Messi will be available to play!

    On the down side, we will have to wait longer to see our team in action again.

    1. blitzen, thanks for the link to the latest crackovia on the last thread. i can’t listen to it because i’m @work, but the image of sergio ramos @the real madrid christmas party has been seared into my brain for ever!

    2. You’ll like it even better when you can listen to it. He is trying to imitate Mourinho, fake Portuguese accent and everything. 😀

  6. moc moc! abrasos!

    & @isaiah, i really tried loving machete but i felt like rodriguez was trying too hard. :/ it was kinda like the time tarantino sat in front of me in the shitty revival theatre. i wanted to tell him i dug his stuff, but all i could think & say was that i couldn’t see the screen because of his “big ass head.”

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