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How proud must all be in Chivas and Atlas after such a spectacular closing. What a dignified way to end a tournament that was perfect from start to finish, in which players, coaches and directors all working to achieve even better results.
So be okay? Does that tone will not bother the sensitive leaders of both tables are always conspiracy theories; trying to escape personal criticism arguments wielding against whom the notes?
The only reality, and get paid to say in letters, is that it takes a lot of critical capacity to ensure that the football year was a failure for both sports bodies, a fiasco that corresponds neither to the greatness of their colors and their history or to support their hobbies.
not take the playoffs for the two most representative and popular city can not understand any other way but as a systemic failure in the levels of both management and sports teams. FOXES
without guile
All of the bad planning, not now but in the recent years, which has sailed without a solid plan that defines an efficient structure, a time that has gone from Vivas and Brindisis the La Volpe, but without the support of a large quarry that has always been and must return to be the Atlas.
A team armed with the urgency of the poor past performance and is unlikely to strategy. A significant dislocation between their economic, management, sports management and the players themselves. A further station formed by the coincidence of circumstances for the intelligence and vision who organized.
And of course, is the poor commitment of a group of players so concerned with the forms, the glamor, it was omitted your only job is to respond in court. Among blame the media, discrediting the authority of the technical plans or symbols strikers planned his dissent to the board, wore their energies to what is really essential to his work, the court. CHIVAS

Confused Nobody who knows this business may think that no continuity in the processes, not projects that generate stability and without harmony in the environment are achieved great results, at least not usually.
And this goes to Jorge Vergara, a guy with a vision of real value, which has provided a new way of watching football. A character who initially worried about making all the gears were turning in favor of the company. And so he forgot the raw illogical, sensitized with a lot of work to the players of his talent should also serve to promote the areas responsible for generating money, among other successes. Jorge
But that is no longer. It was. Your business logic is not more harmonious for Green Valley and bad decisions on their own or their team have led to a crisis of credibility, which surely will if they return to the basics of what they did right , but particularly if it takes a real self-criticism and stop worrying so much about who said what and makes clear who should do what.
The owner will know if it's best to keep Paco Ramírez, although I personally doubt it, but I do not think it is so complicated return to the team on the road to success, because I tested it, and knew the formula, now it is just out of the book and put it cooking.

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Three matches have been sufficient to draw a conclusion that seems harsh, but that review in detail these games takes reason and becomes an almost final basis, the worst version Chivas is the last tournament of Paco Ramírez.
True, Chepo Guadalajara play ugly sometimes, but its effectiveness will give arguments for defend with results, while the title was the best face mask for those who do not contagious offensive mood and felt his style away from the non-existent, but as mentioned philosophy goat. Efraín Flores
With stage there was a clear irregularity that did not allow success to be transformed into trophies. And if you can criticize something is failure to resolve critical situations. Those games in which the Herd dominated the game, took possession of the ball, almost turned the match in a monologue, with all his men playing in front and the other team involved in his goal, without getting to the final goal to make the difference and the result is always against painful. But at least there was emotion, put the risk at stake and vibrated with the idea of \u200b\u200ba dedicated team.
In the short time that the "visionary" directive allowed Omar Arellano rojiblanca take responsibility, make out outlines of a square with character, like the draw against Atlante, achieved on the basis of substance and determination. O the dismal draw at home to Lanus chamba that cost him the son of La Pina, in which, despite the outcome, Chivas died in the line, with a goal disallowed and a failure on the time of Marco Fabián.
But now, removing the game against the caricature of America visited Jalisco, and which could not be very tactical merit coach newcomer, it had two days of working with the campus, other exhibitions have been stunted, cold and soulless.
What happened at CU, with Chivas got back with a terrible fear of losing the early lead, standing as a team guy, it was unfortunate. Guadalajara is one of the few that has among its obligations to enforce respect, take the initiative and not play him at Canelas (great concept Lalo Tréllez contemporary philosopher). As the Federal District was the opposite, that achieved that afternoon is a point that should make anyone proud that carries a T-shirt.
The approach in the draw against Everton could justified as being a crucial Cup match, the result guaranteed to stay alive. But still, these were far from the Chivas squad that has already earned respect in South America, the same that won the Sao Paulo at home or at Cienciano and who once showed something more than cold and successful accounting tactics.
But the really alarming was the last week in Jalisco to Puebla. A team without claw, no attitude, which seemed to give the same gain to be eliminated from the playoffs. Players decentralized, with little ambition, lack of control and neglect, changes too pretentious, does anyone understand what he was playing at the same time in the middle field Araujo, Pineda, Baez, Fabian and Morales, and without Arellano and Padilla instead of peas?
Finally, Chivas is still possible to sort and do not need as many combinations as beating Indians and betting on a defeat to Santos Tecos win or could be in the playoffs, but playing well, I'm not sure it has much case.

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Translation: To Become a Father, Chapter 3: Bath Time

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Carlisle Cullen just created a neophyte, a vampire. But Edward cause more problems than I thought. Carlisle loves his son, except that from the dangerous werewolves Volturi are determined to keep him away from him, even when Carlisle begins how it feels to be a father.

Chapter 3: Bath Time

"Go there and wash your clothes," I indicate a downstream area, "I have water ready for when you return."

Edward nodded obediently and walked the area had indicated in my mind.

Our home was a small log cabin in the woods he had chosen only for its location and is devoid of amenities. The first was crucial to my lifestyle and the latter for my education. Being born XVII Century prepares you not just for electricity and running water.

Moreover, when really thought about it - he tried to do so, with Edward so close - if it were not for Edward would not have needed a place so far to go. When Edward had been transformed - he tried not to think about it even when he was not here - her screams would have caused panic and suspicion around the world less than a mile away. And now he was a young vampire and was essential to keep it as far from human blood as I could. Since I was a doctor, blood obviously was not a problem for me.

Edward Prepare the bath was a fairly easy. All I had to use were a few buckets of water from the river and take them home to heat over a tiny charcoal stove. I guess I was a bit of paternal paranoia, about letting Edward anywhere near the fire, always heated the water for his bath and then pulled the coals carefully.

Of course, all this water was warm, too, a task completely unnecessary and I knew it. And Edward would not have cared in the least cold water. Just seemed ... more friendly and clean, the water he used was hot. Rather than a human father had been worried.
Edward
By itself not daba cuenta de la necesidad de tomar un baño; a muchos vampiros no les importaba estar completamente sucios. A algunos incluso les gustaba y creían que los hacia parecer mas aterradores para sus presas. Esto de hecho era verdad, aquellos vampiros parecían no bañarse nunca, esto hacia que los humanos pensaran que los vampiros le temían al agua, cuando en realidad esto no era verdad. Solo que a algunos vampiros les gustaba estar sucios.

Sin embargo siempre fui un maniático de la limpieza de esta forma Edward se acostumbro a la idea de que lo haría bañarse después de cada vez que se alimentara. Yo esperaba que incluso el comenzara a disfrutar estar limpio.

“Estoy listo para mi baño, Carlisle” In

immediately walked away from the direction in which he knew was coming, "And your clothes?"

"The hung over the river to dry" responded immediately.

he nodded in approval, "Good. Now you can enter the water. Removed and coal. "

heard as immersed in the water and I also heard the little sigh of satisfaction. I smiled.

"It feels good, right?" Said care should not notice a "I told you so" in my voice.

"Yes, thank you, Carlisle," Edward replied modestly.

"Nothing, of course" was so short. It was extraordinarily human ... to be a neophyte, I thought. My theory to explain this was that I never let it smell of human blood. Before turning him away from humans and never leave less than a mile from civilization. It also helped that I never tasted human blood, as well as in the time it became, both silently agreed that I would not think that while Edward was near.

"Carlisle, now the water is cloudy," Edward said quietly, "You can flip. You can not, "Even though I knew that there was no trace of blood in the body Edward, I could hear that blushed, "- do nothing"

I turned toward him, acting as if they did not find anything special on the scene. We repeated this every time Edward was bathing. I felt that Edward was silently thankful that refused to look up their ... private parts were out of sight. For Edward his modesty was innate characteristic that made him accept the deal. For me it was something else.

was generally accepted in the world of vampires that the first time I became somebody, you should create a companion. This was because someone was making a ritual as important in the lives of young vampires. Was to a part of oneself in another. Edward smelled slightly like me. Convert more than one person was something that did not happen very often, vampires are very protective of their peers.

vampires homosexual relations were not unknown to us. I had only met a vampire who likes men. I shivered slightly at the memory of one.

Marco. The fact that "half brother" of the Volturi young males prefer to hit me at first, but quickly realized that every time a man would join the Volturi were required to provide a framework in order to survive. So Marco ordered to murder because she Didyme negaba a aceptar sus acciones.

Tenia un sentimiento parecido. El hecho de que Marco prefiriera a los hombres era algo que no podía imaginar, pero la idea de que los obligara a someterse a él, era algo que no podia tolerar. La única razón por lo que yo me libré, fue porque yo era el invitado de Aro. Me di cuenta que cada vez que me miraba, Marco apenas podia contener el hambre que irradiaban sus ojos.

Era ese recuerdo, más que cualquier otro, el que hacía que me negara a ver a Edward desnudo. No tenía miedo de sentirme sexualmente atraído hacia él. Éramos muy diferentes. Edward era un chico muy atractivo, pero a mi parecer era aún muy niño para considerarlo como un…objeto passion. The idea that I feared, the idea of \u200b\u200bbecoming the same as Marcus, staring at the naked body of Edward, I got sick while I refused to see him until he was fully dressed.

Finally, Edward was clean. I let her dress - resisting carefully to see - and then gave his instructions to go out and walk.

"Now, Edward" I said seriously, "Do not leave the house while I'm gone. If there is any danger and I'm not home, hide until they go away and I will return home as quickly as I can. "

"Yes, Carlisle," Edward said immediately, looking staring until his eyes began to turn black. The neophytes were hungry so fast, I thought. "I promise that I will be careful."

knew it would. Edward was good, patient, responsible. Smarter than normal, to be a neophyte. There could be problems while retaining Edward worried.

Yep, I could not concentrate all day.

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Translation: To Become a Father, Chapter 2: Hunting

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Chapter 2: Hunting

Stop, Edward "I laughed, half jokingly, half seriously, after seeing their fifth defeat Edward Puma" You'll sick! "

Edward muttered something about a drink blood and have the force, which had been inconsistent in human ears, but something that clearly I could understand was" you said that vampires do not get sick "

" Yes, I said it, but considering the way you eat, you could be the exception. " I said dryly, trying to remove some blood that had fallen into the leg of my pants. I had already eaten my share of the group suddenly came to us, two strong young pumas, and had left the last five to Edward. Still do not expect completely drained five at once. Again

cougars appeared to be the favorite food of Edward. When we attacked the herd of deer on Sunday, Edward took only three and these animals were far smaller.

"Frankly, I'm starting to worry that the humans of the area could see the reduction in the number of animals." "We have to move soon," I said seriously.

"But I like it here, "Edward protested, drawing, for the moment, the mouth of the corpse," There is enough good food here. " Then he returned to his meal.

"There is enough and good food everywhere," he said, watching over, "As long as you do not eat it all!"

Edward just humming happy while enjoying the last drops of blood from the wound I had created on one side of the animal. It was a very good hunter, I thought it was fast and quiet, able to kill an animal even before he realized this was happening. Soon

not need my help, I shot.

"Soon there will I need to help me with what?" Curious asked Edward, rising from the drained corpse.

Inwardly, I cursed. Edward was quickly becoming accustomed to using his ability to read minds, while I kept forgetting that he could hear every one of my thoughts. Desperate to divert his attention from my embarrassing mistake, find something to replace them.

And finally I said seriously, "Edward, in recent days I've been thinking about something"

"Yes? "I ask Edward capturing the solemnity of my tone.

"I've been thinking ..." I said slowly, look you straight in the eye. "On returning to the hospital." It was something I had thought but had been reluctant to carry it out.

I took a look at Edward, only to see her red eyes were wide open and thoughtful. He knew what his fear was the same fear that had I thought of never returning to the hospital. For only two weeks had been a Vampire Edward neophyte. From the day I decided to save him, he had not lost sight of. If Edward was too remote from me, could face many dangers, from meeting other vampires to be exposed to humans. Not to mention the fear he felt he lost control and do something that we both them to mind. While not expected to feed on humans, but expected to make his own choice, not something he did because he was too young to resist.

However, I remembered that it was as if he were leaving in the middle of the city. He would be at home, a neophyte might be thirsty every hour. Not very often humans traveled to our part of the forest and had seen no other vampires in years. And if I had only the slightest suspicion that Edward could be in danger then return home. And the time I spent away from the hospital, more innocent people than I could save would die ... I showed my mental argument with Edward. Edward

consider this calmly, while I watched. At the end he nodded slightly, although the concern did not leave his eyes. I smiled reassuringly and I noticed the blood soaking his clothes.

"Do not be afraid." I reassured him, "I promise not to delay."

Edward stood motionless for several minutes, looking intently into the soil. Could say that the thought of something that scared him confess. Feared something else, maybe?

"What Edward?" I asked gently, approaching him.

Edward kept his eyes fixed on the ground until they ask "Are you to make someone else? "Blink

surprised" Am I going to do? "

My tone seemed puzzled trigger the gate of the repressed fears of Edward. I watch and began to speak in a frightened and quickly. "Did I do something wrong? Are you bored with me? Is this what the vampires when they are tired or bored of the people that make? You want to go to hospital to find someone else to turn, right? I do not mind, please just tell me where I went wrong! "His voice broke at the end of the sentence and stared at me intently, the pain vibrating in its glowing red eyes.

"You think I'm tired of you, he asked slowly, his words coming slowly into my brain. Edward nodded meekly, dropping his gaze to the floor again. Take your chin and lift his face until his eyes fell short of mine.

"Edward. Anthony. Masen. Cullen. "I said slowly and clearly, savoring each of the names ..." I never tire of you. And yes I want to help more people but that does not mean I do not worry about you. That's impossible! "I laughed at the absurdity of that idea sounded.

Edward stared at me, excited and hope in his young face. Hope quickly became suspect. "That means that you will not make anyone else right?" I asked wanting to be absolutely safe.

"I'm not planning on doing" I promised sincerely. At these words Edward relaxation, with an audible sigh escaped from his lungs. Once I stepped back and saw what he had done with his clothes, I said jokingly in a "messy eaters to eat, you better clean it before we go anywhere." Edward smiled

happy and followed me back home.

continued ...

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