Hijos de putas Espanyoles
It must be hard being an Espanyol supporter. Not only are you a scumbag Castalian facist but your team are hopeless and how galling must it be that your best player is ex-blaugrana, Ivan De La Pena. It must be particularly difficult on days like today when you're only two points above the relegation zone and you've just been beaten 2-0 by your title winning neighbours FC Barcelona.
This evenings game was Henrik Larsson's last at the Camp Nou and when he came off late in the second half for Santi Ezquerro there were a few tears in his eyes. Mine too. Henrik has been nothing short of phenomenal this season. Speaking of phenomenal, Albert Jorquera was on point tonight. Nine saves, his best coming from Luis Garcia in the first half and then Walter Pandiani late in the game with a fantastic one-on-one stop. Jorquera is a solid goalkeeper, very good at coming off his line and shot stopping. With Valdes assured of the Zamora he will probably sit out the remaining games at the San Mames next week and in Sevilla (whenever that ends up being played, the 20th still seems likely)
For much of the ninety Barcelona were in complete control. Espanyol gave the ball away at every oppertunity and FCB enjoyed most of the possession and chances on goal. That said, Puyol aside, the defence wasn't really at the races; Sylvinho always pushing forward, Belletti doing likewise and once again showing lack of a basic understanding of offside (he was badly at fault for Luis Garcia's chance) and Oleguer, who looked a little short of match fitness. And so Jorquera had a busy evening despite Espanyol's general poor play but he was equal to everything that was thrown at him. As his last game for the first team was the drubbing at Saragossa in the Copa it was good to see him play so well.
Oh, before I go to bed, there was a rather crap interview with Leo Messi on Football Focus today. It's on their website, should feel like boring yourself to tears as young Leo is asked stupid questions to which he gives rather non-committal, footballer-type answers. Bona nit.