The Spanish league so far gives me the feeling of an unconcerned theme, in which the yields that make the bucks are indicative. Example yesterday in Huesca.
It is a question of whether the estimates, in relation to the odds, are verified in the field. Whatever happens. You eat five and you have not thrown one… something like that.
In this match I say influenced by the image of Valladolid in Segunda. Group of my own. Of course she is playing differently, but in her DNA some things are recorded.
One of these is the prehistory that says that in Ballade usually spits from blood to whatever you want.
The second has to do with the fact that he still has not scored in 4 matches. The third is not easily accepting a goal (just 2).
It's not easy, so I think, but once we're fucking we have to touch Primer.