Say yes, Rubiales, for your balls

I am going to write only two details before starting to say barbarities about the haughty, empowered and arrogant Luis Rubiales And so I add myself to the hundreds, thousands and millions of voices, texts, and shouts asking for his resignation, which, curiously, he should have presented on the same Sunday, although, then (even now), he doesn’t even know what he wanted. occurred.

Well, he does know that: he believes he has power and authority to do whatever he wants. Deep down, as he very well demonstrated, also in the box at the Sydney stadium, Rubiales does everything, everything, including all the things that are known about him and that must have led, many months ago, to his resignation and/or dismissal, because it comes out of his balls.

I insist, for me (I’m sorry I don’t agree with millions of critics) it was more serious, improper, unpresentable and inappropriate to touch the balls to express and say that these girls are world champions because of their or my balls, than snogging.

Well that. Excuse me, I continue. There are two details that I did not like, I repeat. One, there were many, well, quite a few, journalists and columnists who wrote and published before (you know, in times of networks, publishing is a plis plas and writing, too, too) their comment and criticism against the gesture (that of hands to his package was discovered later) the article against Rubiales than the article praising the enormous, tremendous and, perhaps, unrepeatable feat of Spanish women’s football (and sport). That, the truth, I did not like. First thing’s first.

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And, two, perhaps as a consequence of that, a domino effect ended up being produced in which the snogging of a being who was out of his mind, that is, absent, filled with arrogance and machismo, became the news most valued by on top of the girls achievement.

I don’t know if the damage that has been done to the champions at the media level will compensate them as women, because even Jeni Beautiful it downplayed the ‘peak’. But he was late, the fingertips were already flying over the keys.

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