del bosques.
So I don't know if I've ever made a declaration, exactly, but I have to say it now. Out of all the teams, Valencia provide the most entertaining preseason. They all traipse over to Ermelo and then spend weeks running through the woods and other activities that would normally be considered pastoral if they weren't being done by muscled professional athletes wearing matching bright orange sleeveless shirts. They probably eat their lunches out of manly picnic baskets every day and slap angrily at the ants who threaten to ruin the mood.
I hope this year is even more lulzy than the last. If this cake -- presented to him by members of the press -- is any indication, we're set to go.
me: JESUS CHRIST, CARLOS MARCHENA MIGHT BE A HIDDEN GEM
I'VE UNDERESTIMATED HIM ALL THESE YEARS
BUT HE IS REALLY FUCKING HILARIOUS
Mindi: What has he done?
me: he's just himself, that's the brilliant part
i mean
has his face always been like that? have the press always given him misshapen and badly decorated cakes for his birthday? IS THIS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE EUROPEAN CHAMPION??
And of all the thrilling pictures of grown men awkwardly riding bicycles, I have to say that this is my favorite:
(For this one reason, he should not be allowed to leave. I mean, what else can a man do to earn back his spot on the team? He went to the Netherlands. He rode a damn bicycle and jogged through the damn woods. He even looked happy doing it. I sort of love him. Does it show?)
And this might be the weirdest of them all:
I think I will let you all just soak this one in.
I hope this year is even more lulzy than the last. If this cake -- presented to him by members of the press -- is any indication, we're set to go.
me: JESUS CHRIST, CARLOS MARCHENA MIGHT BE A HIDDEN GEM
I'VE UNDERESTIMATED HIM ALL THESE YEARS
BUT HE IS REALLY FUCKING HILARIOUS
Mindi: What has he done?
me: he's just himself, that's the brilliant part
i mean
has his face always been like that? have the press always given him misshapen and badly decorated cakes for his birthday? IS THIS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE EUROPEAN CHAMPION??
And of all the thrilling pictures of grown men awkwardly riding bicycles, I have to say that this is my favorite:
(For this one reason, he should not be allowed to leave. I mean, what else can a man do to earn back his spot on the team? He went to the Netherlands. He rode a damn bicycle and jogged through the damn woods. He even looked happy doing it. I sort of love him. Does it show?)
And this might be the weirdest of them all:
I think I will let you all just soak this one in.