How would you react if everytime you went to use the printer there was a horrible little dick in a baseball cap standing there waiting to spit on you? You’d either punch him in the face and continue kicking him until the spit evaporated off you, or you’d start going in to meetings with hand-written presentations and black bags under your eyes because it’s a twenty page document and there are fifteen people at the meeting.
Not Juan Riquelme though. Here he is taking a corner against Olimpo over the weekend. See how he offers little more than a sneering smile in response to being drenched in some little scrotes saliva. He’s a better man than I.