Luuk de Jong redeems himself at Etoo’s house

I was cursed. Not only because he was viewed with contempt when he arrived at the summer market last minute. He changed Barça to Griezmann, a salary that he could not and did not want to maintain, Luke de Jong, a forward who was the third option in Sevilla. The Andalusian club did not put any problem in letting him go to meet Koeman again, but now at the Camp Nou.

Damn since he arrived because his figure, tall, lanky, does not fit in the manual of the Barça style, which repels this type of ‘nines’. But Barça, in a game that Xavi He would never have wanted to play, he put himself on the feet and on the head of the Dutchman, who is looking for a destination in this winter market to make room for Morata. Or whoever comes.

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And he, meanwhile, was still cursed. Damn and horrible was his first shot in which the ball, sad and mocking, left the Son Moix grass so slowly that it seemed to be ready to have a hot tea on the Balearic night. Luuk didn’t get depressed. I can do it. Although he chose the path of rebellion, establishing a unique connection with Mingueza, an improvised right-back.

Escaping the curse

Trapped in that curse that has haunted him since he landed at the Camp Nou (“I am a different forward,” he said and Koeman ratified without anyone paying any attention to them), he seemed to be drowning in a game that could have been his final sentence. The same is already there, waiting for a thunderous nine to come, to which the goals fall from all sides. Located in the heart of the Mallorcan area, it waited for its moment.

Until he spotted it Jutglà, cunning guy capable of coming from the left wing to the center to leave him alone against Reina. The tall forward stretched so much that he brushed the ball with his right boot until the left post of the island goalkeeper crossed his path. Again, the curse.

More of the same for Luuk, that rough and strange striker who squeaked in the culé universe, although he scared away that lack of love with a Chilean pride, a prodigy of technical execution, that the crossbar of Mallorca spat with such violence that it was, in reality, a act of injustice. Injustice because there are plays that deserve to be transferred to memory to belong to a moment that is not forgotten. ‘Do you remember the Chilean Luuk in Mallorca?’, The fans would say, even those who are not (nor want to be) Barça.

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But the game is not always fair. And at the house of Samuel Etoo, Where he flew to the Camp Nou, Luuk took advantage of his fourth, not the last shot, to reconcile himself with the goal he so badly needed. Him. Him and Barça, of course. A goal that made Koeman smile, comfortably installed in his home, located in the upper area of ​​Barcelona.

And the decisive hand of Marc

While Luuk flew through the air, anticipating even Araujo in that header that also took advantage of the involuntary slip of Manolo Reina, the Mallorca goalkeeper. Involuntary and inopportune because he became a privileged spectator of that flight of the strange and crude striker who borrowed the hero costume for one night.

And all before the eyes of Etoo, a wild, indomitable nine, a guy who injected poison into every ball he touched, now transformed into the president of the Cameroonian federation, excited as he was in those hugs with Xavi, his former teammate, now a coach, and Carlos Naval, Barça’s lifelong delegate.

First 3️⃣ points of the year!

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