French Monkeys: The monkeys Titi Henry. overcome difficult test on Saturday at the expense of Mexicans. But let me an important lesson. I can never be absent from the bench by my colleague José Pekerman.
Only minutes before you start the game against Mexico, discussing the recent banking argenta details Pekerman strategy, peered from the corner of eye shadow. Concerned as it was (and am) for information filtering, Pekerman asked to initiate the game without me and I started to ask what was it that was spotted.
After the bench, almost to the Olympic track what I found confirmed my suspicions, and discredits the paranoia. It was a Spy-Tech device. I could not but be alarmed, whoever was behind the sordid affair, had high-tech counter. Gol
Mexicans. I debated whether to remain or follow the trail of pimp and mess their plans. I felt my ethical obligation was to stop the Machiavellian scoundrel, so I left the field. But not before calling Crespo aside a moment to tell you that Mexicans are higher and, if you can not get to the ball, which use them.
already in the tunnel, following a trail of Spy-tech devices and thick black hair behind me I heard the echo of the Argentine goal. Kept going and after a few turns and I met so many stairs in the stands. Among so many people was considerably more difficult to trace the offender and I confess, had withdrawn unless Francachella appeared to lift my spirit.
"I saw, I saw him!" - He said. "It's a monkey frog, it was there. Come on. " Was the first time I saw Francachella in person, but I always knew a fervent Aristimuño and with him I started to chase our prey.
soon leave the stands again and came to the locker room dodging stadium security. There was the offender monkey, with a DVD in hand, laughing at us in the mouth of the ventilation duct. Before disappearing himself, his shrill voice announced an attack. You miss to react in time and we were surrounded by aggressive primates but elegant with red berets who came from all corners of the locker room.
Despite the concern of our situation, could not help but laugh at the gestures Francachella and hoses. It was as if he were participating in "Exterminators V" in the role of Emilio Disi.
we are saved only by the fortunate intervention as staunch participant in chronic Marcos. The combined effort of the three could with the strength of apes. But the leader had escaped, taking with Peeping Tom on my work and strategies of Mark, and the secret identity of whoever was behind this evil plot.
I could return for the extra time to party, where I worked with the coaching staff to generate an appropriate strategy to achieve victory against the Mexicans.
I ask Mico-Spy
Then continue with the chronicle of my performance in the Germanic lands. Before any complaint they question me, they need to understand that we were already classified, and since I'm serving my country, foreign spies are not lacking at all levels and games we play. Is clearly not be revealing any important strategy.
Meanwhile, I took a break to say, "Mueranse with envy!" 
1st page of my "Macanudo 3" For those little observers, both the drawing and the inscription, are handwritten by the very Liniers. (Thank YOU for the gift) Aristimusic: From the limbo, Piero with timeless advice that many would do well to consider.
Hook Road to Germany 
Mark seems a little bare, right?
As I passed them last Thursday at 19 pm I took my flight to Germanic lands in which I am already performing as a quarterback and secret weapon selection national. And not to brag, but I arrived with just enough to devise a strategy against Serbia and Montenegro and, well.
But the issue that I wish to talk to pass in the aircraft, bound for Germany. Just boarded the plane, once set off my seat and my luggage, I was about to turn my mp3 player when ...
Marcos: Aristimuño!
Me: Marcos? Mark! How are you? How did you know my name?
Marcos: And you how you knew my name? I never told you ...
Me: ... is true ...
Marcos: there a connection between our destinations Aristimuño momentous, but still not the time to talk about it ... I
:
... Mark: So you go to Germany to Argentina strategist?
Me: How did you know?
Mark: I know a lot Aristimuño ...
Me: I see ... You're going because there will be many gatherings of people and you want to prevent the faesyr?
(This is not the first time that appears Marcos, better understand clicking HERE )
Marcos: No, and disrupt their plans for luck. Is a long history and incredible, but resumiéndotela, acquired some of its properties when defeated, in part, is why are so many things ... I
: ... aahh ... do you go then?
Marcos: I am also a strategist. Ecuador's team was using a strategy football manual I posted 3 years ago. Well, now I called to make me personally responsible for his team.
Me: Look, you Ahh!
At that moment came a flight attendant, who for reasons of off Marcos insisted that sit in its housing, and to stop spending the rest of the people to wait in line behind him to pass through the narrow aisles.
I could not re-cross word with Mark until the arrival in Germany in the early hours of Friday 16 June. I was surprised that upon arrival, plus the usual retinue of receipt Aristimuño to me, also had an entourage "Marconi" ... I found Mark in the German customs ...
Marcos: Aristimuño Well, I wish you good luck campaign. Surely we will be seeing.
Me: I hope so, I'm realizing that you are a unique character ...
Marcos: (wink)
Me: (nod) (if, I could never blinking eyes, my eyes do not have inter-independence ...)
Marcos: Aristimuño Well, goodbye. And by the way, Happy Birthday!
question I stay in my mouth ... The Mark is definitely someone to consider ...
Controversy 
Walter, Peter and Mario by HAS. Before yesterday himself received a letter from Jose Pekerman in which summoned me as a strategist soccer national team and a post-data added that, when in doubt, do not forget to take my boots.
Facts and arranged for Germany to move to the country next Sunday (will have to cope without me against Ivory Coast), I approached the bar "Friends" as I usually do all the eve of the world.
Mario, Walter and Peter Aristimuño! So long!
Me: so long! What counts?
Mario, Walter and Peter All right, "you?
Me: Well ...
Mario, Walter and Peter
... Me: ...
Me: ... and the family?
Mario: Well .
Walter: Si.
Peter Si ...
Me: ...
Walter: ... Does yours?
Me: Well well ... thanks ...
Mario, Walter and Peter Walter ...
: ... nothing.
Me: ...
Mario, Walter and Peter ...
The situation was almost unbearable. Already felt, could not take much more ...
Me: ... And how come to Argentina for the World?
Mario, Walter and Peter Ahhhh I believe it / If the truth is that I have f / pass that I do not think / well, with that of / because it means that ...
Me: moment, when I am slow!
Me: What happens to you that you Antonio? Why so quiet in the corner?
Antonio: ...
Walter: Dejalo, are frustrated ... there in the bag has a dissertation on why Crespo and Batistuta to play together ...
Me: Uhh .. poor ...
Antonio: 15 Months! 15 months laburando as black! Gathering data, collecting feedback, analyzing videos, Do you understand what is that? 15 months dedicated to just that!
Me: ...
Antonio: I left my wife! I was thrown out of work! I went down 16 kilos!
Me: ...
Antonio: But none of that mattered to me, no sir! Why? Because nobody, nobody would be able to my arguments this year ... NO ONE!
Me: ...
Antonio: But the very son of his mother summons him! Do you you think? The top scorer of all time!
Peter: Well Antonio, but now Tevez, Saviola, Messi ...
Mario: "Let Messi or eight rooms!? A sissies! That's what it is! What is it for injury? That's queer!
Antonio: "See!? The Bati not injured!
Me: No ... but ...
Walter: Sorin ! Sorin! That is the star of Argentina!
Mario: If yes ... that if you have eggs!
Peter Simeone's heir!
Antonio: Another! "Why not call it Hell!?
Me: Why and has 36 years?
Antonio: Humbug! I have a 54 and that Messi will paint your face!
Walter: But, delusions of grandeur! Messi is contained in Barcelona!
Mario: sissies and traitor! Before going to play in Europe, players have tanned here! Sucking some real football!
Antonio: course! I had called earlier to Castromán!
Me: course, a superhero who leaves his beard and becomes president of Cuba.
All: ...
All: Too bad!
All eyes were on me, had to do something, to divert the focus of attention ... I
: Estemmm ... ... and ... What I say about our goalkeeper?
Peter We have no goalkeeper!
Mario: Bank! Abbondancieri is awful but it has attitude! I would bank to die! While
Antonio Navarro Montoya yelling something about, I went stealthily to the door and left the room, not without a smile.
really matter who is right or, I think nobody wants to win more than us. I'm getting my bags.
