Tuesday, August 28, 2012

When Falcaos Fly

My poor Bilbao was obliterated by Ramadel Falcao once again. This time a hat-trick.



Falcao rose like a phoenix to meet the cross contorting now parallel with the pitch, but five feet off the ground. The swing of his left leg kicking forward snapping at the ball, whipping it into the back of the net before the keeper had a chance to react to this strike from the heir to El Nino and Maradona's nephew Sergio Kun Aguero; a long line of royalty representing ATL (Madrid).


In the Europa League cup final, a brace, but not just any two goals. His first defined upper 90. It was perhaps the most amazing, athletic, example of the sport's most beautiful element in its most scintillating form. Not to overstate it, but the man is a leader and he's good enough to dominate in England. His second...well, for his second, he showed ball control on par with Messi in the box; switching directions out-anticipating opponents moves, and sealing victories left and right for Atletico.




The game was over. The title won.
 

If the TTT (trending twitter topic) is true, Chelsea win the title. I believe in Robbie. Make the shirt now, and I'll buy five hundred as an investment to potentially donate to a third world country once the title race is complete. There are none better in Spain and none better on the European continent (that's right, Ibra!) than the new Zarate on the block. The world's best striker debate won't be solved until at least the 2014 World Cup in Brazil when Neymar showcases his talents domestically all the while contemplating leaving his home club Santos. In the meantime, 26 year-old Columbian Radamel Falcao García Zárate is not next.
He's now.  

He scored 113 goals for club and country over the last 11 years from River Plate to Porto to Atletico Madrid. Considering the fact that the "King of the Europa Cup" has won it two years in a row with two different clubs, you'd struggle to argue with the moniker. Yet it's easy to surmise why El Tigre is reknowned and so desired outside of the Spanish capitol.


This just in: The City of Manchester unseated by the Italian magi, and enough of the best players in the world to dominate the Premiership. Blasphemy? Tell me Falcao is not the best striker in the game today. Mind you, neither Messi, Aguero, Rooney, or Ronaldo are true strikers. Falcao is a dominant force in the beautiful game that would win doubles on the double for Robbie. It's no wonder that Roman's interested. Who better to finalize the oligarch's obsession with becoming Barcelona without having to be pestered by any long term youth investments on par with La Macia?

While Messi continues to reign supreme and Ronaldo is likely to end Lionel's run at a repeat for UEFA Player of the Year, Falcao deserves the striker of the year award for his performances. When it mattered, he came through for Los Colchoneros. Now that Drogba is gone to China for some period of time, Chelsea are poised to make moves at the top to solidify Torres' lack of mental fortitude on Friday or this January. If the Blues hope to dominate the EPL, Falcao's the answer.




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