https://www.thesun.co.uk/sport/27343742/scots-aussie-rules-player-dies-match/ El jugador escocés de Aussie Rules, de 25 años, muere después de un “paro cardíaco” durante el partido mientras se rindían homenajes a un compañero de equipo “talentoso” Su madre devastada rindió un desgarrador homenaje a su hijo mayor tras la tragedia. Han llegado TRIBUTOS para un jugador de fútbol escocés Aussie Rules "valiente y talentoso" que murió durante un partido. Ross McGhie, de 25 años, jugaba el sábado para el Kingdom Kangaroos de Fife cuando se sintió mal durante el primer partido de la temporada de su equipo. https://t.me/carlosantonioplandemia/1815

JUAN MANUEL DE PRADA. No-Vac No-Covid. "Thank you for each of your precious tears, Nole". One year after becoming a legend, Novak Djokovic (No-Vac No-Covid for friends) also became the most successful tennis player in history (his greatest rival, although he tied him in Grand Slams, has not won a single Masters Tournament). He does it, too, in Australia, so that divine justice shines more beautifully (and, as icing on the cake, genocidal philanthropist Bill Gates was in the stands). All the sufferings of Djokovic, who assumed the role of universal scapegoat before a submissive and cowardly generation, were thus rewarded. As soon as he consummated his overwhelming victory, after pointing to his head, heart and balls, Novak Djokovic looked up to heaven and thanked God. He then burst into a hug with friends and family and broke down in tears. But Djokovic did not imitate those panties that cry before the cameras for any bullshit, but he dodged his scrutiny, so that there was no record of his crying. In that virile cry, beautifully stolen from the cameras, all of us who have suffered persecution and harassment over the last few years were represented; all of us who, stigmatized by the media and medical mob, harassed by iniquitous rulers, abandoned or viewed with suspicion by our dullest friends and family, decide to face a life of mangy dogs in exchange for keeping our bodies, which are temples of the Spirit, away from experimental gene therapies. Thank you for each of your precious tears, Nole; none was shed in vain. Any tennis fan knows that there has never been a player with such an imperial range of shots and such feline instincts as Djokovic; but to overcome a blow as vicious as the one he suffered a year ago in Australia, in order not to let himself be drowned by despair or rage, it takes strength (head), magnanimity (heart) and courage (balls) outside of the usual. Djokovic was not only facing his rivals, but a hostile set of circumstances that could only be overcome with God's help. Without a doubt, his stubborn and long-suffering character, forged in a terrible childhood, helped him; but the greatest help, in the midst of a world stalked by darkness, has come from above. Djokovic knows it well; And so do those of us who were included in his crying. It is surprising that the swallowing masses do not ask themselves (or do not dare to ask themselves, afraid of the answer) the reason why a thirty-five-year-old tennis player defeats ten or fifteen rivals in straight sets, one match after another. years younger than him, demonstrating a reaction speed and physical background far superior to all of them. It is the same reason why a damn fat man like me writes better than all the asthenic and systemic writers in Spain lined up. We have not allowed our blood and soul to be poisoned; and God, who sees in the dark, rewards us. https://www.abc.es/opinion/juan-manuel-de-prada-novac-nocovid-20230130015449-nt.html