Another egg in the basket

12075 fiery souls showed up for the first of the last 4 matches of the season at the Ken Watanabe Arena last sunday night.

Samurais took on Los KA with a totally mind-driven game, playing creatively all across the midfield, with wingers flying madly throughout the side lanes and crossing venomous passes through land and sky. The team had no shame about last week's defeat and even gave no mercy to Los KA.

Defence played a key role imposing against the frail opposing striker's attitude towards attacking. Like little sissy girls throwing peantus to a tiger, KA's offensive line fell under the mighty defending pressence of the Samurais.

Despite this fact, ball possession in the first half went equal both ways. It was clear that the mental worning out of the team translated onto their bodies. Coach Lambetain gave a memorable speech during half time:

"What's this?"

- A ball.

"What is it made of?"

- Leather.

"Where does leather come from?"

- The cow.

"Where does the cow live?"

- In a field.

"What's in a field?"

- Grass.

"What does the cow eat?"

- Grass.

"Well then, we'll give it [the ball] grass, right? Ok, Faccio, give me a boot. Then, this is a ball, what is *this*?"

- A boot.

"What is it made of?"

- Leather.

"Where does leather come from?"

- From the cow.

"WRONG. This is MALE. This comes from the bull. If this [the ball] is femenine, the cow, and the boot is male, the bull, then this is what matters: let's assume this is the female, the cow, let's call it "she". To make her fall for us, to seduce her, we have to be aware of the rival, who's also trying to seduce her, and he has virtues like being powerful, well protected, have a lot of money and have a massive dick danging between his legs. What do we have to offer? We are very masculine, have great looks and intelligence. And a big hairy nutsack scourting our titanic rod. Now, once the ref blows, SHE, the queen, will be battled for between us. By attributes, she's gonna want to end up with him, but what do we have to do? Just kick him on the groin and steal her from his arms (or feet). Once we have her, we seduce her, we treat her gently, we take good care of her. She's gonna be totally moved by it, overwhelmed, and she's gonna take us to her bed and blow the shit out of our cock. And do you know where's her bed? At the end of the net."

Moments later the janitor said it was the same speech Carrasco once gave to River Plate.

It didn't matter. The lads were totally touched and blitzkrieging inside. It was their moment and they seized it with a superior ball possession during second half.

Fans were going bananas over the team, and the team answered the call by netting 2 more goals.

It was a great sunday for us all.