Better Know a Random Squardon – Temperley (Saturday All Day Thread)

Hey, y’all.  It’s still July.  We may be only ONE WEEK from a Baltimore meetup (but we are all shitty planners, so details still TBD).  In the meantime, I need sommet to write about.  Hey, why not Argentina’s own Temperley?  Technically, they are Club Atletico Temperley – or C.A.T.  You can see why they appeals to a Hippo.

Fun fact – they play Hippo y Litre GAMBLOR talisman Deportivo Moron TONIGHT!

They play in Argentina’s Primera Nacional (2nd tier), and generally seem kind of fodder-ish.  Up and down, like a Sudamericano Fulham?  C.A.T. is in Buenos Aires, much like Fulham being a London club, but one not rolling in big city dollars.

Did I read their Wikipedia page?  I did.  Did I learn the square root of fuckall?  I sure did.  River Plate, this club sure ain’t.  But that’s why we are here, begging for entertainment options in this dire futbol desert.

Fun fact numero dos!  You could call them Traps FC!

They also gave Pretend Man City a decent pre-season match, July of 2156.  Fuck you, YOU have a problem.

Back in reality, Group C takes the reins in the Ladies’ European Euros.  That means Portugal (no Ronaldo in drag) and Switzerland early (11;50, ESPN+) and Lady Dustbins (NAWT misogynistic) against the mighty and sexy Swedes (2:30, ESPN2) during peak naptime.  Always such an intense battle, when the inner pervert takes on the “old man needs all the sleep” – which has really become my dominant persona.  Fuck me, I am so tired.

BONUS ROUND Old Man Yells At Cloud!  I am not watching el beisbol this season, but I have a vague idea of certain goings on from The Athetic headlines.  Yes, Intergalactical Disgrace Rob Manfred – you want to make the game more compelling to the next generation of viewers?  Put in two extra players on the all-star game roster (which is annually shambolic as is) who have basically been stealing a living since 2017.  And that’s a generous assessment of these sub-replacement level, geriatric slugs.  Why not see if Diamond Joe wants to pitch?  Fuck you, Manfred, and fuck your stupid, dying sportsball league.

I am out of the things to say.  Thank you for stopping by Hippo’s brain.