Okay, yeah, it’s just over 5 hours until kickoff and I’m supposedly doing some other work. You know, personal stuff. Stuff that is specifically not writing blog posts. But obviously it’s just over 5 hours from kickoff and I don’t have a chance in hell of actually concentrating for more than 3 minutes at a time. On anything. Even El Clasico is kind of beyond me. I can glance through Euler’s authoritative post on tactics, but I can’t really read it because that would require having vision that isn’t blurred by anxiety and freaking out-itude.
Blast that. Tweet that. Do whatever it is the kids are doing these days in Web 3.14. Just make sure your heart need defibrillated every 30 seconds from now until 6pm when the curtain comes down on the first of four freaking clasicos!
Oh and watch this because it’s awesome even if our little assassin isn’t going to be playing (H/T Kari).
And also this: