If you ask Diego Simeone, he will tell you that he does not often talk about football with his son.
“Drobo, Drobo,” the khal – sorry, the call – went from the stands.
At least he ate well.
“Willpower”, “passion”, “aggressiveness”, “fight”.
Cristiano Ronaldo put his hands on his hips and took a long, lingering look up at the Vicente Calderón. He stood there for a while, alone, striking a challenging pose, chest out and steady in front of the south stand.
Helsingborg’s manager Henrik Larsson and his son, Jordan, were confronted at the final whistle by their own supporters after being relegated from the Swedish first division for the first time in 23 years.
Real Madrid went to the Vicente Calderón and won for one last time. At the end of this season, Atlético are leaving their home down by the Manzanares; Real will not be back to the arena that they left victorious for the 30th time.
At last, a decision. A week after sacking Frank de Boer, Inter appear to have settled on Stefano Pioli as his replacement – though for how long is anyone’s guess. He will become the club’s 10th manager in less than six and a-half years since José Mourinho left for Real Madrid – counting the caretaker Stefano Vecchi, who has presided over the last two games.
Samir Nasri has finished training, his heart monitor laid on the window ledge with the others.
Hey Bundesliga? Si senõr, the league is on. Ten games into the 2016-17 season, there are the old, familiar, expected faces at both ends of the table – FC Bayern (unbeaten und unconvincing) at the top, Hamburger SV (clueless, rudderless, irreparable) at the bottom – but otherwise, it’s a jolly good mess of smart overachievers, former giants growing in stature, elite sides mired in inconsistency and an array of sporting disasters of varying magnitude.