Transcript · Spanish → English
Spanish → English transcript
This guy was God against Madrid, and today he missed everything.
The first one he had in the 62nd minute, with 0– 2 in Barça’s favor,
he’s one on one with Araújo, he dribbles past Araújo,
and he has the goal right there to score, and he sends it to hell.
And the second one was even easier, 72nd minute, 10 minutes later.
They cross it to him, he’s all alone, he just has to tap it in,
and he sends it back to Mars again. Oh, for God’s sake.
And against Real Madrid he scored two goals that were almost impossible.
The first one,
a kind of half volley, he hits it however he can and it still sneaks in.
And the third, the one that knocked us out,
he just shoots for the sake of it and it goes in as well. What kind of joke is this?
This proves that every opponent that plays against Madrid comes out as if they were
the put our lives into it and be focused from minute one, and against the others,
it is just another match.
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Original transcript (Spanish)
Este tío contra el Madrid fue Dios, y hoy todo lo fallaba. La primera que tuvo en el 62, con 0-2 a favor del Barça, se queda solo con Araújo, y tiene la portería para meterla, y la manda a tomar por saco. Y la segunda era solo tiene que empujarla, y la vuelve a mandar a Marte. Ay, por favor. Y contra el Real Madrid metió dos goles casi imposibles de hacer. Este primero,
de medio volea, de medio volea, que la tira por tirar y se mete para dentro también. Pero, ¿qué broma es esta? Esto prueba que cada rival que juega contra el Madrid sale como si fuera la vida en ello y concentrados desde el minuto uno, y contra los demás, un partido más.
