Khash, it's Messi. What are you doing? I know you're probably up at this hour. I'm a little dejected. I know you don't like me much. I'm not tall like him. People think I'm humble, so I got that going for me. The locker room was quiet after the PSG game. I've been sitting in the dark with the only light from my television, though I can see the entire city from a small window in my room. I feel more like you tonight. My wife is at home with my boys. I set them up with a couple blogs. She doesn't like you very much. I'd introduce you to one of her friends, but you seem to prefer my wife. How does it feel to be newly single? We got Atleti in a couple days. I figure you'll be rooting for them in this instance. We both can agree though that team is dirty. They don't even wash their hands before a game. Reading the press, it got me thinking of you. I felt dejected like you after a night of no reader activity. We all have our bad posts. Guess I should put the articles down. I put on a replay of the Valencia game with your boys to make me feel better. What do you think of his new haircut? I can see you with something similar. How's the exercise regiment? Hope interval isn't too much a strain on the legs. Are you doing it correctly, at least?
I just read a piece on your blog :
Congratulations on the press. Hope they don't come back to bite you.
- Leo
I have to field some questions tomorrow about players I'd include in my starting eleven. I'm just going to fill it with my countrymen and teammates, except Gonzalo. Hell no. Although ideally they'd all be me.
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