S emanates from contagion. Occasionally, without prior protocol, a film appears that picks you up in the chair. In 'The Sisters brothers', a western in which shots have two hateful fingers, toothpaste tastes like sand and you can't trust even horses, the leading couple lives among prudence and greed, between John C. Reilly and Joaquin Phoenix, who as always fell in the bathtub of disorder and rebellion as a child, a state difficult to tame.
Life is giving him too many blows to Arthur, the midfielder who came to Bara as a Xavi from Rio de Janeiro, worse than the one that has come out with the credit unbuttoned. He has to change Barcelona for Turn, he will earn more money at Juve than at Camp Nou and substitute LaLiga for SerieA. Logical that he declares himself in rebellion and does not want to help his team in the adventure of the Champions League.
Arthur lacks genius, on and off the grass, to make his declaration of rebellion enter the legend. And that is included in a season that has left unforgettable episodes like the day that Butragueo lost the papers and pronounced 'clarissimo'. The Competition Committee – if there is such a committee – did not automatically enter to examine one of the cracks of the century.
The best rebels are those who already bring it as standard. That was the natural state for some sports geniuses. Mágico Gonzlez had a fight with the alarm clocks and laziness appeared in the bedroom. McEnroe owner of a tennis that cannot be learned, never declared calm. He wasted his life rehearsing the hawk's eye while grimacing from point to point.
Dennis Rodman didn't care about Jordan or Pippen. He was going to take the motorcycle in the direction of Las Vegas whenever he wanted. To sign him was to give work to the legal services. Cruyff played the final of the 74 World Cup with a different shirt than the rest of his teammates. The three stripes of Holland passed to two in the body of the Dutch. Cruyff was always his own Competition Committee.
In the NBA bubble, a space where facemasks are made from dollars, Lou Williams, of the Clippers, he shackled his pay an appreciation visit to a strip club.
Good sense has declared itself in a state of rebellion in Spanish football. Everything that surrounds Deportivo-Fuenlabrada has become a gigantic garbage can through which some banknotes appear that have not been covered well. A chain of bad decisions has degenerated into nonsense in which everyone asks for the same time. For these matters it is better not to call the Sisters brothers. Continue.