#Florentino Pérez

[dadsinsuits]

Carlo Ancelotti & Florentino Pérez

[damarcarsblog]

No existe comparaciones en goleadas en este siglo XI...le guste o no a quién le guste, es lo que hay.

[netalkolemedia]

Une présentation électrique pour Kylian Mbappé au Santiago Bernabéu

Dans un stade presque plein à craquer, l’attaquant français Kylian Mbappé a été présenté ce mardi matin au public du Real Madrid. Avec de vives émotions, le capitaine des Bleus n’a pas manqué d’exprimer sa satisfaction et sa fierté de voir son rêve d’enfant se réaliser. La présentation officielle de Kylian Mbappé au Santiago Bernabéu rappelle la période galactique des Merengues, avec les arrivées…

[ignaciobenedetti]

La Superliga, no el whisky, los desnuda

El enfrentamiento es total y descarnado. Por un lado aquellos que defienden su posición como receptores de las inversiones cataríes (1, 2, 3, 4, 5), y por el otro aquellos que responden a las intenciones de Florentino Pérez y de sus socios (1, 2). Todo es negocio, nada es deporte. La Superliga, no el whisky, los desnuda En medio de este conflicto, que entretiene a la masa tanto como los seriados…

[ferrolano-blog]

Florentino Pérez se plantea abandonar el mundo del fútbol porque no soporta la corrupción... El empresario español siempre se ha querido mantener alejado de los negocios sucios y ha construido su fortuna a base de trabajo y honradez... Sospechar que en el mundo del fútbol se podrían estar llevando a cabo prácticas oscuras, como compra de árbitros, amaño de sorteos, recalificaciones al alza, dopaje encubierto o fichajes ilegales, ha hecho que Florentino Pérez caiga en un profundo desencanto con este deporte... Fuentes cercanas al Bernabéu apuntan que Florentino Pérez podría dimitir esta misma semana. El empresario ha llegado a llorar en su despacho al descubrir que el mundo del fútbol no es tan limpio como imaginaba

[ultrameganicolaokay]

Firefly: The Fall Guys #4 by Sam Humphries, Jordi Pérez and Francesco Segala. Variant covers by (1) Justine Florentino and (2) Becca Carey. Main cover (3) by Francesco Francavilla. Out in December.

"While dodging the feds as The Alliance flexes its power to regain control, the crew faces a dilemma. Another plan to assassinate the Prime Minister is in place, and the crew realize they'll be blamed no matter what goes down, with nowhere to hide. It's time for a change in plan - one that none of them care for."

[livelaughlovepedri]

iñigo martínez THE MAN that you are

[armatofu]

[othernightslikethis]

White Emperor

Ningning x Male Reader x Winter (aespa)

Not really a couple with three btw, maybe.

It’s normal for frustration to become an unrelenting shadow, dogging your every step, and there’s something exasperating about how others seem to sneer at that reality. Not that it should matter to you—at least, that was the illusion you clung to. Life, up until now, had been kind enough that you never had to worry too much. And perhaps that was the true crux of the problem.

Real Madrid represents the pinnacle of any footballer’s career, an undeniable testament to the greatness that so few ever reach. Even the most inattentive observer recognises this indisputable truth, for it is the greatest club in the world—a monument erected upon history and immortal glory. To feel indifferent to the privilege of donning the white shirt would be an affront to the very nature of the sport

“We’re loaning you out.”

The words from the club official struck like a shard of reality embedding itself in your soul, reverberating with the force of a deafening crash. You had never imagined such a sentence could wound you so deeply, and yet it did—devastatingly so. The truth crashed down upon you like a runaway car slamming into a wall—sudden, inescapable, and catastrophic. No longer useful to Real Madrid. No longer indispensable. Reduced to the status of a disposable piece, an obsolete cog in the machine, a mere remnant of a glory that no longer belonged to you. Disgust coursed through your veins like a biting chill; bile surged up your throat, thick and acrid, and you swallowed it so quickly you barely registered the bitter taste burning your windpipe. Your eyes, vacant and wandering, swept across the room until they landed on the imposing figure of president Florentino Pérez.

— Y-you can’t…? — you stammered, suffocated by desperation. — Surely not! There must something… I’ll work harder… You can’t… I—” The firm weight of a hand on your shoulder cut your plea short. Your eyes blinked, dispelling the mist of tears beginning to form, and when your vision finally cleared, you found yourself staring at the imposing figure of your agent. More than an agent, he was a mentor. More than a mentor, he was your father.

— Where are we going? His voice, deep and unwavering, sought no explanation—only a destination. There were no pointless questions, no futile protests. Only acceptance—not resigned, but tinged with something worse. A certain… disappointment. No, that wasn’t quite right. What resonated in his tone was not mere dissatisfaction. It was disillusionment. And in that moment, you knew—you had failed.

— London — came the emotionless response. — Your destination for the next twelve months is Tottenham Hotspur.

The sentence was passed. The judgment, final. The weight of exile settled upon your shoulders like an unappealable verdict, and all that remained was to press forward, even as each step became a merciless reminder of what you had lost.

Your transfer would be finalised within a week, and the urgency weighed on you like an inescapable burden. You needed to gather your belongings and organise the essential paperwork for the transaction, even though the club had already handled most of the bureaucratic procedures. Time was slipping through your fingers like fine sand, and each passing moment served as a reminder that your departure was imminent. It was on one of those nights, as you returned home, utterly drained by the relentless routine, that a heavy sigh escaped you before you collapsed onto your bed. Just then, your phone buzzed, momentarily cutting through the exhaustion that had taken hold of your body. With your vision blurred by fatigue, you hesitated for a brief moment, debating whether to answer the call or let it fade into oblivion. But that hesitation vanished the instant your eyes landed on the illuminated icon on the screen.

Soulmate❄️

A smile—subtle yet undeniable—curved your lips as you immediately recognised the person behind the notification. Kim Min-jeong, or rather, Winter. A name that evoked vivid memories of an indelible past, shaped by a friendship that had withstood the relentless passage of time. You had grown up together, sharing not only the carefree innocence of childhood but also the turmoil and discoveries of adolescence. Though she was two years older, that difference had never been a barrier between you; if anything, it only strengthened the bond you shared.

As a child, you had been a timid boy, always hesitant, your words stumbling on your tongue before they could be spoken. Winter, however, embraced your fragility without hesitation, becoming both your shield and your voice when yours failed you. You were the shy boy who hid behind her, and she, the fierce storm that pulled you fearlessly into the world.

Yet, as the years passed, as childhood gave way to adolescence and, eventually, adulthood, the feelings you harboured for her began to shift. The fraternal affection transformed into a silent admiration, which in turn grew into a massive crush. And before you could fully grasp what was happening in your own heart, you realised that friendship was no longer enough. You loved her, and you knew it with the certainty of someone recognising an undeniable truth

Perhaps she even knew it too.

But then, Winter chose a path that led her away from you. She embraced the fleeting, dazzling life of an idol, and you, in turn, felt your world waver under the weight of that decision. You understood that each of you had your own ambitions and responsibilities, but that didn’t stop your heart from shattering as you watched her leave. Fate, ever cruel and unyielding, pulled your paths apart. And still, you hid your pain beneath a mask of quiet acceptance.

You never openly confessed the feelings that had taken root in your chest, but neither did you make any real effort to conceal them. Small gestures gave away what your voice never dared to say—like the fact that her contact was saved as "Soulmate" or that your wallpaper was still a photo of the two of you, arms wrapped around each other. Yet she never seemed to notice. And if she did, she never gave any indication of reciprocation.

But perhaps none of that mattered anymore. Life’s twists and turns had led you down separate roads. She had followed the fleeting glow of the spotlight, and you, in pursuit of your own dreams, had left Korea behind—drifting further away from the only person who had ever made your heart waver between hope and heartbreak.

Sliding your finger across the screen, your eyes caught the slightly sloppy text—likely due to the late hour. She must have just woken up or something.

"I heard u gonna switch again."

The message was simple, and yet you grin like an idiot when you see it, your fingers moving before you know it.

"Yeah. Feels like I’m lettin’ everyone down lately."

"Oh. So sad. I'll call ya."

When the phone rang, you already knew it was her. As you answered, her voice sounded familiar, yet tinged with a tone that made you shudder.

— I thought the circumstances were considerably better.

You nearly let out a laugh—dry, laced with a bitterness that would linger within you for weeks on end.

— If only everything in life were that easy. Your voice takes on a sharper edge. — Do you already know where they’re sending me?

— Tottenham. I saw the rumours on social media. Good luck?

That was when, at last, you surrendered to disbelief and burst into laughter—a loud, sarcastic, scornful laugh, as if the whole situation were nothing but a cruel joke, a distorted delusion of reality. Were you truly being forced to abandon the club of your dreams… to join the less decorated side of London?

— You must be joking! Do you have any idea when they last won the English league? Abeoji was still crawling around stark naked, mumbling his first words!

For reasons beyond comprehension, her laughter dissipated some of the fire raging inside you. For a fleeting moment, you almost forgot how delightful that sound was.

— Someone sounds utterly disillusioned. You can always come back home. She singsongs while you raise an eyebrow, though your expression soon darkens.

— No. The deal’s already done, only my signature remains. And stepping foot in that league, oversaturated with mediocre players, would be the equivalent of signing my own downfall.

On the other end of the line, she hesitates, lost in thought. Only after a few moments does she dare break the silence.

— You really think you’re better than the Korean league, yet you can’t even make the Real Madrid bench? Hmmm. Naughty boy.

You shrug, though she can’t see it, and reply with the unshaken calm of someone who harbours no doubt.

— I don’t think I’m better. I know I am.

[al-mayriti]

here's some data about the 1986 elections which seems so wild from our modern perspective lol.

first of all, felipe gonzález won for a second term (PSOE) with over half of the seats (mayoría absoluta). also UCD had disappeared and the second most voted party was fraga's CP, the predecessor of the modern PP.

here's how the distribution of the seats was after the elections (the communists are IU btw, they got 7 seats!)

btw IU at that time was a coalition that included both the PCE (Spanish Communist Party) and the PC (Carlist Party). so yeah. it was a time indeed.

and here's the electoral map, with seats per province

just so everyone understands, here are all the parties and what each were about (+ their leaders at that time)

PSOE: Partido Socialista Obrero Español [Spanish Worker's Socialist Party], the traditional left-wing party. Their leader was current and incumbent president, Felipe González.

CP: Coalición Popular [Popular Coalition], a coalition of different centre and right wing parties (Alianza Popular, Partido Demócrata Popular, Partido Liberal, Unión del Pueblo Navarro, Centristas de Galicia). Their leader was minister of Franco Manuel Fraga.

CDS: Centro Democrático y Social [Democratic and Social Centre], a centrist party. Their leader was the ex-president of Spain, Adolfo Suárez.

CiU: Convergència i Unió [Convergence and Unity], a centre-right Catalan nationalist party. Their leader was one of the fathers of the Spanish Constitution, Miquel Roca.

IU: Izquierda Unida [United Left], a coalition of various communist and left-wing parties (Partido Comunista de España, Partido de Acción Socialista, Partido Comunista de los Pueblos de España, Partido Humanista, Partido Carlista, Federación Progresista, and Izquierda Republicana). Their leader was miner-turned politician secretary of the communist party at one point Gerardo Iglesias.

PNV: Partido Nacionalista Vasco [National Basque Party], a centre-right Basque nationalist party. Their leader was venezuelan-spanish Iñaki Anasagasti.

HB: Herri Batasuna [Popular Union], a far-left abertzale Basque nationalist party. Their leader was Jon Idigoras.

EE: Euskadiko Ezkerra [Basque Left], a far-left Basque party. Their leader was Juan María Bandrés.

CG: Coalición Galega [Galician Coalition], a centrist Galician coalition. Their leader was Senén Bernárdez.

PAR: Partido Aragonés [Aragonese Party], a centre-right nationalist (or regionalist. unclear) Aragonese party. Their leader was Hipólito Gómez de las Roces.

AIC: Agrupaciones Independientes de Canarias [Canarian Independent Groups], a centre-right nationalist Canarian coalition. Their leader was Manuel Hermoso.

UV: Unión Valenciana [Valencian Union], a blaverist centre-right Valencian party. Their leader was Miguel Ramón Izquierdo.

I also feel I have to at least name other parties that didn't get seats but were also voted, like UMC [Table for the Unity of Communists], PRD [Reformist Democratic Party] WHOSE LEADER WAS REAL MADRID PRESIDENT AND THE CLOSEST THING WE HAVE TO A MAFIA BOSS FLORENTINO PÉREZ; PA (Andalusian Party), ERC (Catalan Republican Left), this party has 7 seats right now in congress btw; PCC (Party of the Catalan Communists), and UCD (Union of Democratic Centre), the party that Adolfo Suárez was part of and the ruling party from 1977 to 1972. They got 0 seats here.

SCREAMING (THAT WOMAN IS MY GREAT GRANDMOTHER, PEDRO ANTONIO IS MY GRANDPA)

Rafaela Parra Montesinos es la madre de mi yerno Pedro Antonio. Es una mujer muy creyente en las cosas de la Iglesia, pues todos los días se levanta temprano y se va a misa, y el año pasado o sea en 1986 al poco tiempo de celebrarse las Elecciones Generales, fue a Madrid a ver a su hijo y familia, y les dijo que había votado a los comunistas porque le dijeron que Jesucristo fue el 1er comunista que hubo. ¡Increíble!

here's in english:

Rafaela Parra Montesinos is the mother of my son-in-law Pedro Antonio. She is a very religious woman; every day she wakes up early and attends mass. Last year, that is 1986, a few days after the General Elections were held, she went to Madrid to visit her son and their family, and told them that she had voted for the communists because they told her Jesus Christ was the first communist. Incredible!

[lewisvinga]

chocolate almond croissant | jude bellingham x fem! perez! reader

summary; jude bellingham and the granddaughter of florentino pérez, the president of real madrid, soft launch their relationship

fc; nailea devora

note; i haven’t written in forever and i’ve never done a smau on tumblr so here’s my attempt😋😋 my requests are closed btw 😁

masterlist !

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ynperez: in france, kinda want a baguette

user1: mother

user2: i wanna be u

bsfuser: u only know the words oui and allez les bleus

ynperez: i know cama ooh too

camavinga: i feel so special

user3: anyone see jude in her likes

user4: he’s trying to get on presi’s good side

user5: our future president

user6: tell papa pérez to send the damn bid

user7: i’m a culer but i love yn

liked by ynperez, camavinga, and 2,038,937 others!

judebellingham: the south of france

user8: we were in the same country we’re meant to be guys

user9: my faves

user10: going feral rn

camavinga: QP QP-skyyy

vinijr: 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄me dejaron

judebellingham: restttt bro😘

ynperez: ur so unserious

judebellingham: thx

user11: isn’t yn in france rn??

user12: who is yn??

user13: she’s florentino pérez’s granddaughter, he’s the president of real madrid 😭

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ynperez: when bae ate the last bite of your chocolate almond croissant

bsfuser: u look so sad

ynperez: nothing to smile about in my life

user14: BAE????

user15: omg she’s not in her single era anymore

user16: 100% believe she’s dating a real madrid player

aurelientchm: how many bites did he take

ynperez: one too many

ynperez: and one too many sips of my matcha latte 💔💔

judebellingham: sounds delicious 😁

ynperez: yeah yeah 😒

user17: can you blame her?? jude and aurelien are on that team i’d want them too if my father was the president of the biggest club!

user18: real

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judebellingham: new found love for chocolate almond croissants

user19: it’s illegal to be this fine

user20: damn

user21: call me delusional but didn’t yn pérez talk about her ‘bae’ eating her chocolate almond croissant & they seemed to be in france together

user22: delusional

vinijr: wonder what else you love 😂🤣

judebellingham: hey man, chillll🤫

ynperez: u should try matcha lattes i heard they’re good

judebellingham: i’m a fan of them icl

user23: no way jude isn’t dating yn pérez

user24: tryna get on presi’s good side like presi didn’t speak english for him at his presentation 😭

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ynperez: bf always taking pics of me mid complaining should i dump

user25: yn so cute😭

user26: THE SECOND PIC LMFAO

user27: dump him u can do better (me)

judebellingham: I CANT HELP IT THAT YOU LOOK CUTE WHILE COMPLAINING??

ynperez: ur so dumb ur lucky ur cute

judebellingham: oopsies

user28: JUDES COMMENT IM SCREAMING

user29: i knew those twitter threads were right

camavinga: it only took so long for jude to explode

vinijr: to be fair u always complain

ynperez: i helped sign him he should be grateful for me!

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ynperez: ruined my soft launch but it’s okay, mi novio is tan lindo y lo quiero 🤍 [my boyfriend is so cute and i love him]

tagged; judebellingham

judebellingham: i said i’m sorry😔

ynperez: it’s ok pumpkin

vinijr: just so you know he giggled

judebellingham: i don’t giggle idk what u mean

judebellingham: i love you🤍

ynperez: i love you 🤍🤍

user30: I KNEW IT

user31: it couple

user32: now we know why jude signed for real madrid

yourbsf: finally u posted him, such cuties 🥹

ynperez: i wanted a cute soft launch but this will do😔😔

user33: she calls him pumpkin that’s so adorable

user34: idk if i want him or her

user35: anyone see vini’s comment 😭

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judebellingham: prettiest girl ever, te quiero, mi flor 🌹🤍 [i love you, my flower]

tagged; ynperez

ynperez: AWHH U SPOKE SPANISH TO ME YOU LOVE ME🥹🥹🥹🥹

judebellingham: what can i say, i have vw the best teacher!

ynperez: te quiero muchísimo mi querido [i love you very much, my dear]

judebellingham: te quiero siempre [i love you always]

user36: 50% of me is crying but the other 50% is so excited

user37: him speaking in spanish for her?? that’s so cute stop

camavinga: he asked me 20 times to make sure he was saying it right btw

judebellingham: mate, don’t expose me like this 😕😕😕😕

user38: camavinga 😭

user39: wanna know how presi feels

ynperez: papa pérez is happy that his granddaughter is happy 😁

user40: i’d sign for real madrid too if that means yn perez would be my gf

[queen-mabs-revenge]

for ted lasso fans who aren't football fans, the akufo league subplot was pretty directly inspired by the april 2021 announcement of a proposed european super league founded by 12 of the richest clubs in europe competing in a closed group against each other plus 8 other teams tba.

the enterprise was cancelled very quickly after its announcement, but the differences between how that played out in ted lasso and the story as it played out in real life are.....hmmmm interesting choices to say the least.

the esl wasn't proposed by a cartoonishly villainous ghanaian billionaire. it was launched by a c-suite of white european and united states billionaire businessmen/team owners. - real madrid president florentino pérez spearheaded the proposal and claimed CEO position with andrea agnelli (owner of juventus), joel glazer (owner of man u), john henry (owner of liverpool), and stan kroenke (owner of arsenal) making up the rest of the proposed executive board. -these five are worth $2.3B, $13.5B (agnelli family), $4.8 (glazer family), $4B, and $12.9B, for a total of 37.5 billion dollars.

the esl proposal was formally announced on 18 april 2021 and by 21 april all 6 epl founding clubs had publicly announced their planned withdrawal from the league. this wasn't because of a rich white lady giving a heartwarming speech to a room of other rich people, it was because of a mass movement of working class fans denouncing the move as the capitalist greed and exploitation that it was, with some calling for fan ownership of clubs entirely:

i get using real events as inspiration and adapting them to fit a narrative purpose within the story, but i think it's worth it to know what the story line was based on, especially considering the specific racial and class changes that were made reframing the villains and heroes of this particular story.

[rmadridcore]

how i’ll sleep tonight knowing:

Real Madrid won

Florentino Pérez won

Carlo Ancelotti won

Vini Jr won

Jude Bellingham won x2 (and he looks majestic)

hala madrid bffs <3

[sofea-00]

De @JanoNano11 No le quito ni una coma a esto sobre la legitimidad de celebrar la mv erte de un dicta dor. Me faltan manos para aplaudir. #LaRoca128 Mango, Bulo, Alaska, Neurona, Carolina Yuste, Florentino Pérez

[jartita-me-teneis]

@ FonsiLoaiza

José Antonio Martín Pallín, magistrado emérito del Tribunal Supremo, sobre el poder del palco del capo Florentino Pérez en la "justicia" en España.

[ultrameganicolaokay]

Firefly: The Fall Guys #6 by Sam Humphries, Jordi Pérez and Francesco Segala. Variant covers by (1) Justine Florentino and Vincenzo Riccardi. Main cover (3) by Francesco Francavilla. Out in March 2024.

"As a hail of gunfire erupts, the fate of the crew (and the Prime Minister!) is firmly in the hands of Zo … What decision will she make? Featuring a thrilling conclusion and some big surprises for longtime fans, the final issue of The Fall Guys is not one that any Firefly fan can afford to miss."