The well-known healthist Cristiano Ronaldo wants to impose cod stew on all of Manchester United, including inapent. His new digestion companions serve the serious mistake of having already silently accepted the sudden disappearance of dessert from the Friday night menu. Another idea of Ronaldo, of course. Which, bold by that first success, would be bullying the team chef to include a Portuguese cod recipe into the diet, as well as a very low-fat octopus salad. The carbonated drinks, not to talk about beers, have already disappeared from the refrigerators of the historic English club, nor could it be otherwise, after the scene with which an indignant Ronaldo retired two bottles of coca-cola suddenly resting on the press conference table at the European Championships.
The problem with the ronaldi of every time and place is not to be convinced that you always do the right thing, but to want to impose it on others too: for their good, moreover, which remains the fastest way to do everyone's evil. The British popular press reports that among the victims of the dietary dictator the first forms of resistance would be born. Scattered handpieces of cod opponents (the famous No Bac) are ready to challenge his ails by bringing a hamburger and even a plate of fries to the table. We support their efforts with sincere participation.
