Iniesta of my life

The departure of Iniesta and Nadal shakes marital stability among their fans.

-What do you say, Agapito?

- Goodbye. I say goodbye.

-But…

-I'm leaving, Trini.

-What do you mean you're leaving?

-March!

-Just like that, without even picking up the dishes?

-I hope to come back another day to lift the salad bowl.

-What what, ho?

-Tough week, Trini. I'm in shock: Iniesta, Nadal and now… me.

-But what…?

-I'm hanging up the boats...

-What boats?

-…And I left the shoes in the shoe rack.

- Marches? Really?

-Yes, but my legacy is there for you.

-Your what, ho?

-All my titles in the display case.

-What titles, sheep? You don't even have a high school diploma.

-And you cope with them.

-Home, that's all we needed, for you to march behind the dishes!

-I gave you the best of myself.

-You to me?

-Yes, Trini, but now I'm far from my best version.

-The mother who gave birth to you!

-It was a beautiful, unrepeatable time.

-You think?

-We had some bad seasons, but we enjoyed it a lot, eh.

-Of what, ho?

-Of course. From the Pravia festivities to the eternity of Johannesburg.

-Agapito, don't get carried away.

-So many memories come to mind…

-Oh yeah?

-The girl's communion, the day of Asturias, the night of Stamford Bridge...

-You are no longer stupid because you don't train!

-I would rather, Trini, keep training hard, trust me, but...

-What a mess you are, Gapitín!

-Yes, I was punished a lot by injuries, to be honest.

-We were a team, Agapito.

-Sure, honey, but I can't handle it anymore.

-The what, ho?

-I've been playing behind the wheel for so many years. I can't stay up and down anymore. And you don't even have a driver's license!

-I said I fought for this relationship! I gave it my all, Gapitín!

-And me, Trini: at home, in the pool, at beach parties, on clay…

-So, is this an end?

-Or semis, call it whatever you want. I don't think you'll hang me any more.

-But where are you going to say, poor thing, that you are worth more?

-Let’s watch “Out of Africa” and then…

-Iniesta of my life.

-Don't remind me, Trini. I'm leaving!

-Bonu, come on, take out the trash.

-Goodbye, life.

-Hey, hey, take out the trash. Wake up!