Portugal. Flash Gordon’s Unexpected Resuscitator
Suddenly, the frantic urgency that made us want to resolve as quickly as possible this grandiose stump that were the two play-off games that led to the sands of Qatar, led to a remarkable astonishment that we realized that there are still seven or so months left before the in one of the sands of the World Qatar starts, at this moment, and we are foreseen about what will happen and the next tornadoes in the coming months of November, Fernando, who will solve the issue of the shoulders when the confrontation was made for the patient. .
For God! It’s a use! What will be preparing the operations that are missing there in heaven that are missing until then? Nobody will be able to say. Nobody can guess it. The design was fulfilled. Portugal walked its path from the ruins, freeing itself from the rubble, and on the last Tuesday night, in Antas, threw the last obstacle that separated it from those stones of the World Championship that will take place in the Gulf into the bottom of the old man’s well. Persian, place where vestiges of the old fortresses of Albuquerque, from the neighborhoods of Hormuz to the beaches of Oman and the island of Bahrain.
No one escapes that the work was done with excesses of difficulty, even by our excesses of difficulty. The national Turkey and Macedonia (North) are, at the moment, the qualitative distance of the selection that would give to go and come to Mars in a single past. It is true, however, that we decided to facilitate the game, allowing, after a more than easy 2-0, the Turks reduced and the Turks were on the verge of drawing first. Bural Yilmaz, who in the meantime said goodbye to his national team, did us the great favor of kicking the ball against a cloud that was flying over, at that moment, the Supply Market. And Italy, showing a total lack of respect for its history, had itself beheaded at home by North Macedonia, leaving everything to be decided between Portuguese and Macedonians.
Ten minutes.
Those who are descendants of Alexandre-O-Grande came to Porto with a wide chest. During the game, only ten minutes that do not dispute the whole field game, with weapons used at ours. Quickly, the bluff was called off. Without creating even a scoring opportunity, their boldness backfired. Of the three or four times we tried to invade the Portuguese midfield with five or six units, they were violently deceived by the murderous blows of Miss Veneno in which they became a Portugal team.
In the midst of these homicidal movements, Bruno Fernandes’ Flash Gordon unexpectedly reappeared, the man to take advantage of the spaces that Cristiano Ronaldo left in the center of the Macedonian defense every time he fell to the flanks or retreated so that his teammate from United gained swing to run into a poor Dimitrievski’s goal. I admit that there are those who don’t know who Flash Gordon was, hero of the comics and television series of my childhood. Flash, creation of the imagination of Alex Raymond, polo player, the man of uncontrollable speed who traveled at the speed of light between Earth and Planet Mongo. It was certainly at thirteen kilometers per second that Bruno identified himself in the mac area to score Portugal’s two goals. Two goals that now transport to Planet Qatar, in a long, long time from now, where another World Cup will begin, for which, at the moment, the one that will run is not valid, the predictions will be traced under the posts. The step is taken. All that’s left to do now is wait…