Seven wave victories. Six of them, after that Supuro sore 7-0 before Seattle Sounders (Leagues Cup). On Wednesday Cruz Azul arrived at 22 games unbeaten playing at home after beating Querétaro.
Los Angeles – Seven victories a thread. Six of them, after that Supuro sore 7-0 before Seattle Sounders (Leagues Cup). But Cruz Azul was an accidental leader on Wednesday afternoon waiting for Toluca-Monterrey. And he was an undefeated leader, by closing with a 2-2 his enclosure at home against the white roosters of Querétaro. He reached 22 games unbeaten playing at home.
The machine survives through. Play under the kiss of Judas. Kevin Mier swallows a goal of almost 70 meters to Zapatazo from Homecehenko. His defense had also been choked, unpublished, mummified, the 1-1 work of Uruguayan himself. The worst, Kevin touches the ball, testa, but only to push him to his bow. So many damn suspicions. And on top of that he claims his defense with the cynicism and the impudence of the self -indulor. Algos as well as: “pa ‘that they kick him if they already know how I am.”
Larcamón and Cruz Azul survive their own misfortunes. The rivals do their own, but the machine, from time to time, between stultication or leisure, chooses to shoot at the foot to swallow bitter in each game. It makes its own suffering a dishonor code.
Karen Hernández had expelled Jhojan Julio del Querétaro, when the roosters won 1-2. And the complicit doors of chance and causality opened generous, accomplices, inciting, so that the machine stepped on the platforms of the draw and victory.
But not. Judas’s kiss. Luka Romero, today with more yield and less lonja, assistant of the first celestial goal, a plastic work of Paradela, suddenly pulls tremendous an ankle of a rival ankle, and the red is won, as if looking for it, as if maliciously I would not like to travel to Tijuana or Monterrey.
And the advantage of a more man evaporates, just when Larcamón forged the change of Luka Romero himself, who rather than going in the indignity of the replacement, chooses to leave under the ignominy of the red.
But, the team that enriched the Castilian with a verb that sentences that killing or dying can occur to sweeten mystery and suspense the joy and tragedy, mainly the second, still had a voice and vote. Yes, because “crossing” is a transitive verb. And the machine makes “cross” to Querétaro. “I cross you, you cross me, we cross ourselves, etc.”
And the Toro Fernández, to the ’83 rescues the machine, which was already swinging, between spasms, hanging from the Judas fig tree. A toe in the area, surrounded by roosters, allows 2-2.
Yes, until before Toluca-Monterrey, Cruz Azul was still undefeated, matching brands, but as an accidental leader.
Because the machine does what is necessary but not suffering, but some or some, throughout the tournament, receive the kiss of Judas and sentence the procedure, the game, the night, with that bitter sweetness that so much puts frantic to the blessed fans, who, now, have learned that with the tunic of masochism life is light blue. Thank you Judas, for those cursed, weekly, recurring kisses, which make their people feel more alive, after contorting themselves in the arms of death.
