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segunda-feira, 30 de setembro de 2013
1ª PÁGINA
Rui Costa e João Sousa são (muito justamente) os heróis do dia.
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domingo, 29 de setembro de 2013
RUI COSTA: KMS FINAIS
Os quilómetros finais do Campeonato do Mundo de Ciclismo, ganho pelo português Rui Costa.
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RUI COSTA: CAMPEÃO DO MUNDO
Rui Costa é campeão do mundo de ciclismo de estrada!
Foi o mais forte nos 272,3 kms entre Lucca e Florença e bateu ao sprint o espanhol Joaquim Rodriguez.
Rui Costa torna-se no primeiro ciclista português a envergar a camisola do arco-iris.
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Foi o mais forte nos 272,3 kms entre Lucca e Florença e bateu ao sprint o espanhol Joaquim Rodriguez.
Rui Costa torna-se no primeiro ciclista português a envergar a camisola do arco-iris.
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NO MAPA
Ontem fizemos aqui uma brincadeira sobre a cidade de Kuala Lumpur onde terminou hoje o Toeneio de Tenis.da Malásia.
Mas, agora, o caso é sério!,,,
João Sousa tornou-se o primeiro português a vencer uma prova pontuável para o A.T.P..
Mas, agora, o caso é sério!,,,
João Sousa tornou-se o primeiro português a vencer uma prova pontuável para o A.T.P..
Se, ontem, Kuala Lumpur ficou no mapa dos portugueses, hoje, Portugal e João Sousa ficaram no mapa do mundo do ténis profissional!
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DERBYS
Ontem foi dia de derby's, deste e do outro lado da fronteira. O Benfica recebeu o Belenenses e o Real Madrid recebeu o Atlético.
Do primeiro já tínhamos saudades, enquanto o Belenenses militou na Liga de Honra, longe dos palcos da Primeira Liga. E se é verdade que estes encontros bairristas não teem a mesma mediatização que os confrontos entre os vizinhos da 2ª Circular, a verdade é que não deixam de ter aquele sabor de rivalidade de bairro.
O Belenenses foi à Luz empatar 1-1. Cardozo fez o 1-0 para o Benfica aos 17 minutos e aos 30 minutos Diakité empatou para o Belenenses.
Na 2ª parte o Benfica foi tentando alterar o rumo do jogo e salvar os 3 pontos, mas o Belenenses - consciente da inferioridade coletiva e individual - foi aguentando. A este estoicismo dos azuis, os benfiquistas responderam com a ineficácia habitual.
Desmotivados, lentos, trapalhões, o Benfica perde mais 2 pontos num jogo em que não merecia ter ganho. Foi um derby morno e desinteressante.
Em Madrid, a coisa foi diferente. O Atelético deslocou-se a casa do Real em 2º lugar na tabela classificativa e quis demonstrar porquê.
Estava a ganhar por 1-0 aos 4 minutos, por golo de Diego Costa, e só não infligiu ao Real Madrid uma derrota humilhante porque o guarda redes Diego Lopez e os postes o impediram. O Real Madrid pareceu confrangedoramente medíocre, perante o jogo coletivo do Atlético.
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sábado, 28 de setembro de 2013
KUALA QUÊ?
Kuala Lumpur ( Wikipédia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuala_Lumpur) é a capital da Malásia (Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia).
E porque é que estamos aqui todos contentes com uma cidade de caiu agora, de repente, do céu?
Porque amanhã é a final do Torneio de Tènis de Kuala Lumpur!...
Sim. E então?
Há um português metido ao barulho!
João Sousa derrotou o austriaco Jurge Melzer e o espanhol David Ferrer - nada mais, nada menos, que o nº 4 do ranking ATP - e colocou-se na final do torneio de Kuala Lumpur, que se disputa amanhã.
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E porque é que estamos aqui todos contentes com uma cidade de caiu agora, de repente, do céu?
Porque amanhã é a final do Torneio de Tènis de Kuala Lumpur!...
Sim. E então?
Há um português metido ao barulho!
João Sousa derrotou o austriaco Jurge Melzer e o espanhol David Ferrer - nada mais, nada menos, que o nº 4 do ranking ATP - e colocou-se na final do torneio de Kuala Lumpur, que se disputa amanhã.
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QUE AS HÁ, HÁ!...
Qual é o critério de escolha dos árbitros para as partidas do mundial de hóquei em patins? Ou, dito de outra maneira, se a Espanha é parte interessada no resultado do Portugal-Argentina, como é possível ser selecionado um juíz espanhol para dirigir a partida?
Eu não acredito em bruxas, mas Portugal parece ser perseguido por uma estranha maldição desde há 10 anos, falhando consecutivamente o acesso às finais dos campeonatos do mundo de hóquei em patins.
Muitas vezes por culpa própria, é certo, mas outras... Nem por isso!...
Portugal perdeu contra a Argentina por 1-0 no golo-de-ouro, depois de ter acabado o tempo regulamentar empatado a 0-0.
No fim dos 40 minutos, o empate devia-se apenas a uma má decisão da equipa de arbitragem, que tinha mal anulado um golo a João Rodrigues, o que colocaria Portugal na final frenta à Espanha.
No prolongamento, de livre direto, Matias Nicolia deu a vitória à Argentina.
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sexta-feira, 27 de setembro de 2013
HÓQUEI EM PATINS: UM SONHO COM DEZ ANOS!
Portugal está nas meias finais do Mundial de Hóquei em Patins, depois de ontem ter derrotado Moçambique por 6-0.
E olhando para estes resultados, fica-se a pensar que, afinal, aquele jogo inaugural de Portugal contra o Chile, não foi assim tão mau como o pintámos!
Agora Portugal persegue um sonho com 10 anos: chegar a uma final de um campeonato de mundo de hóquei em patins. Mas para isso terá que defrontar a Argentina, conhecida não só pela qualidade do seu jogo, mas pela determinação que coloca em ringue e pela agressividade com que disputa cada minuto.
Outra curiosidade, será assistir à disputa do outro lugar na final, num jogo entre a super campeã e super favorita Espanha e o surpreendente Chile.
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E olhando para estes resultados, fica-se a pensar que, afinal, aquele jogo inaugural de Portugal contra o Chile, não foi assim tão mau como o pintámos!
Agora Portugal persegue um sonho com 10 anos: chegar a uma final de um campeonato de mundo de hóquei em patins. Mas para isso terá que defrontar a Argentina, conhecida não só pela qualidade do seu jogo, mas pela determinação que coloca em ringue e pela agressividade com que disputa cada minuto.
Outra curiosidade, será assistir à disputa do outro lugar na final, num jogo entre a super campeã e super favorita Espanha e o surpreendente Chile.
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quinta-feira, 26 de setembro de 2013
STEPHEN LEE - BANIDO POR 12 ANOS
Imago
Stephen Lee foi banido do snooker durante os próximos 12 anos. A sentença foi aplicada por um tribunal independente, que multou ainda em 40 mil libras o antigo número 5 do mundo.
Lee, de 38 anos, foi considerado culpado de manipulação de resultados de seis dos seus jogos disputados entre 2008 e 2009.A pena de 12 anos de suspensão aplicada a Stephen Lee vai terminar quando o inglês tiver 50 anos e é a mais dura de sempre aplicada no snooker, superando Quinten Hann que, em 2006, foi banido durante 8 anos.
O presidente da World Professional Billiards and Snooker Association, Jason Ferguson reconheceu que o organismo “não tem qualquer orgulho em lidar com este tipo de questão. No entanto, isto demonstra o total compromisso em assegurar que o snooker é livre de corrupção”.
Recorde-se que o tribunal concluiu que Stephen Lee, que sempre negou as acusações, perdeu de forma intencional, encontros frente a Ken Doherty e Marco Fu na Malta Cup de 2008, e concordou em sair derrotado da primeira “frame” nos duelos frente a Stephen Hendry e Mark King na edição de 2008 do UK Championship. Adicionalmente, Stephen Lee perdeu frente a Neil Robertson na Malta Cup de 2008 e a Mark Selby, no China Open de 2009, por um resultado pré-definido.
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quarta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2013
RICK WAKEMAN: VIAGEM AO CENTRO DA TERRA
Enquanto se decide se Jesus bateu ou não bateu na polícia, se os dirigentes do F.C.Porto bateram ou não bateram no Lobo de Lisboa e se o Jardim devia ou não desancar no árbitro do Sporting-Rio Ave, nós sentamos-nos no sofá e vamos aos anos 70 assistir a um concerto de rock-sinfónico!
By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood with pride
They set off with their guide
To reach the mountain side
Roped as one for safety through the long descent
Into the crater of volcanic rock they went
Look up from our telescopic lair,
One star for us to share,
We continue on our prayer.
Crystals of opaque quartz, studded limpid tears,
Forming magic chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries.
*Narration
Admiring shades of lava which imperceptibly passed from red dish brown to bright yellow, their way lit by crystals appearing aslighted globes, they continued through the lava gallery, which gently sloped until they reached the inter section of two roads.Without hesitation Professor Lidenbrook chose the eastern tunnel.
And the journey continued through a succession of arches, appearing before them as if they were the aisles of a gothic cathedral; thewalls were enhanced with impressions of Rock weeds and mosses from the Silurian epoch.
The Eastern route they had taken had come to a dead end. With three days'walk back to the fork to find Arne Saknussemm's originalroute, they found their water rations were limited to one day.
Knowing their only change of finding water was on that route, they set off for the fork and there finally they fell almost lifeless onthe third day. After sleep, they continued down the other tunnel in their quest for water, and whilst searching on his own, Hans, the guide, heard the sound of water thundering behind a granite wall, and, with a pick axe, attacked the wall so as to allow a stream of boiling water to enter and cool in their tunnel. Not only had they found life in the water but they had also found a flowing guide to the Centre of the Earth. They called the stream the Hansbach.
Replenished with the water the journey continued with haste, but somehow they find themselves separated. Professor Lidenbrook's nephew Axel found himself alone. His mind was seized with unparalleled fear and he saw memories of home flashing before him.His fiancee Grauben, his house and friends in Hamburg. He saw hallucinations of all the incidents of the journey. And, unworthy as he felt, he knelt in fervent prayer and then, in panic, he ranblindly through a tunnel only to reach a dead end, where he fell panting for breath. In the darkness he cried... voices...voices... voices... He heard voices. He heard his uncle's voice.
Due to the shape of the gallery and the conducting power of the rocks, his uncle's voice was uncannily travelling around thewalls. By means of their chronometers they discovered they were four miles apart, so Axel set about the task of rejoining theProfessor and their guide.
*
Memories of a life on earth go flashing past,
Of home, of Grauben, friends of whom he's seen his last
Contemplating what his life's been worth,
While trapped beneath the earth,
An embryo at birth
Pain and fear destroy the beauty I have seen,
Of caverns, where no other man has been
Silurian epoch hosts me as my grave,
My final blow I wave,
A life too late to save
Crystals of opaque quartz, studded limpid tears,
Forming magic chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries
*Narration
Suddenly the ground disappeared from beneath his feet. He fell down a vertical shaft, his head hitting a sharp ock. Hhe lost consciousness. On opening his eyes, he found himself with the Professor and the guide, and, looking around him, he saw an ocean stretching as faras the eye could see, a giant forest of mushrooms, a line of huge cliffs, and strange clouds hung overhead, as he lay on a deeply indented shore of golden sandstrewn with shells. For a moment, he thought he was back on the surface of the earth, but soon realised that they had reached a world within a world.
Having made a raft from wood taken from the giant mushroom forest, with rigging consisting of a mast made of two staves lashed together, a yard made of a third, and a sail borrowed from their stock of rugs, they set sail from the harbour - Port Grauben named after Axel's fiancee. With a north-westerly wind propelling them along at about three miles an hour, silvery beams of light, reflected here and there by drops of spray, produced luminous
points in the eddy created by the raft. Soon all land was lost toview. Five days out to sea, they witnessed a terrifying battle between two sea monsters. One having the snout of a porpoise, the head of a lizard, and teeth of a crocodile - an Ichthyosaurus. And the other, the mortal enemy of the first, a serpent with a turtle's shell, the Plesiosaurus.
*
Five days out on an infinite sea, they prayed for calm on an ocean free,
But the surface of the water was indicating some disturbance.
The raft was hurled by an unseen source, two hundred feet, with
frightening force
And a dark mass rising showed to be a giant porpoise
Rising out of the angry sea, towered the creatures' enemy,
And so the two sea monsters closed for battle
Crocodile teeth, lizard's head, bloodshot eye, stained ocean red
Moving close to their raft's side, the two men prayed as one and cried
"Save me, save me, save me, save me"
The serpents' fight went on for hours, two monsters soaring up like towers
And driving downn to the depths in a single motion
Suddenly, the serpent's head, shot out of the water bathed in red
And the serpentine form lay lifeless on the ocean
Crocodile teeth, lizard's head, bloodshot eye stained ocean read
Battle won, a victor's pride, the three men thanked the Lord and cried
"Praise God, praise God, praise God, praise God."
*Narration
Cumulus clouds formed heavily in the south, like huge wool pack sheaped up in picturesque disorder. Under the influence of the breezes they merged together, growing darker, forming a single menacing mass. The raft lay motionless on the sluggish waveless sea and in silence they waited for the storm.
For four days the storm had raged as they clung to the mast of their raft for safety. Finally, with their raft wrecked after being bashed against the reefs, they lay sheltered from the pouring rain beneath a few overhanging rocks where they ate and slept. The next day all trace of the storm had disappeared and what remained of their stock seemed intact. Checking the compass brought only heartbreak as it showed that a chance of wind during the storm had returned them to just a few miles north of Port Grauben. So, deciding to try and find the original route they advanced with difficulty over granite fragments mingled with flint, quartz, and alluvial deposits, eventually reaching a plain covered with bones. like a huge cemetery. A mile further on, they reached the edge of a huge forest made up of vegetation of theTertiary period. Tall palms were linked by a network of inextricable creepers, a carpet of moss covering the ground and the leaves were colourless, everything having a brownish hue.
Exploring the forest they discovered a heard of gigantic animals, Mastadons, which were being marshalled by a primitive human being,a Proteus. He stood over twelve foot high and brandished an enormous bough, a crook worthy of this antediluvian shepherd.
*
Journey on through ages gone, to the centre of the earth
Past rocks of quartz and granite, which gave mother nature birth
Burial ground of ancient man, his life no more is seen,
A journey through his time unknown, I wonder where he's been
Wonder where he's been, wonder where he's been, wonder where he's been
The shore now gone behind the hills, a forest in our sight,
Rocks and distant mountains, bathed in waves of blinding light
Forests from far gone time, no living man has seen,
A private prehistoric world, for you and I a dream
Brownish hue dicates my eye, no colour hides their fear,
Flowers faded, dull and cold, now bleached by atmosphere
Creatures twisting under trees, huge monsters soaked with rage
Hidden deep below our earth, a frightening, bygone age
Their shepherd came, now long extinct, a huge primeval man
The three men filled with disbelief, just turned as one and ran
*Narration
Dumb with astonishment and amazement which bordered on stupefaction, they fled the forest. Instinctively, they made towards the Lidenbrook Sea. Discovering a rusty dagger on the beach, and the carved initials of the explorer before them on a slab of granite, they realised that thay were once again treading the route of Arne Saknussemm. Following a short sea journey around a cape, they came ashore where a dark tunnel plunged deep into rock.
Venturing down, their progress was halted by a piece of rock blocking their way. After deciding to blow their way through, and setting the charge, they put out to sea for safety. With the explosion, the rocks before them opened like a curtain, and abottomless pit appeared in the shore. The explosion had caused an earthquake, the abyss had opened up, and the sea was pouring into it. Down and down they plunged into the huge gallery, but on
regaining their senses found their raft rising at tremendous speed. Trapped in the shaft of an active volcano they rose through the ages of man to be finally expelled out on a mountain-side riddled with tiny lava streams. Their journey was completed and they found themselves 3000 miles from their original starting point in Iceland. They had entered by one volcano and they had come out by another. With the blue mountains of Calabria in the
east they walked away from the mountain that had returned them.The frightening Mount Etna.
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By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood with pride
They set off with their guide
To reach the mountain side
Roped as one for safety through the long descent
Into the crater of volcanic rock they went
Look up from our telescopic lair,
One star for us to share,
We continue on our prayer.
Crystals of opaque quartz, studded limpid tears,
Forming magic chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries.
*Narration
Admiring shades of lava which imperceptibly passed from red dish brown to bright yellow, their way lit by crystals appearing aslighted globes, they continued through the lava gallery, which gently sloped until they reached the inter section of two roads.Without hesitation Professor Lidenbrook chose the eastern tunnel.
And the journey continued through a succession of arches, appearing before them as if they were the aisles of a gothic cathedral; thewalls were enhanced with impressions of Rock weeds and mosses from the Silurian epoch.
The Eastern route they had taken had come to a dead end. With three days'walk back to the fork to find Arne Saknussemm's originalroute, they found their water rations were limited to one day.
Knowing their only change of finding water was on that route, they set off for the fork and there finally they fell almost lifeless onthe third day. After sleep, they continued down the other tunnel in their quest for water, and whilst searching on his own, Hans, the guide, heard the sound of water thundering behind a granite wall, and, with a pick axe, attacked the wall so as to allow a stream of boiling water to enter and cool in their tunnel. Not only had they found life in the water but they had also found a flowing guide to the Centre of the Earth. They called the stream the Hansbach.
Replenished with the water the journey continued with haste, but somehow they find themselves separated. Professor Lidenbrook's nephew Axel found himself alone. His mind was seized with unparalleled fear and he saw memories of home flashing before him.His fiancee Grauben, his house and friends in Hamburg. He saw hallucinations of all the incidents of the journey. And, unworthy as he felt, he knelt in fervent prayer and then, in panic, he ranblindly through a tunnel only to reach a dead end, where he fell panting for breath. In the darkness he cried... voices...voices... voices... He heard voices. He heard his uncle's voice.
Due to the shape of the gallery and the conducting power of the rocks, his uncle's voice was uncannily travelling around thewalls. By means of their chronometers they discovered they were four miles apart, so Axel set about the task of rejoining theProfessor and their guide.
*
Memories of a life on earth go flashing past,
Of home, of Grauben, friends of whom he's seen his last
Contemplating what his life's been worth,
While trapped beneath the earth,
An embryo at birth
Pain and fear destroy the beauty I have seen,
Of caverns, where no other man has been
Silurian epoch hosts me as my grave,
My final blow I wave,
A life too late to save
Crystals of opaque quartz, studded limpid tears,
Forming magic chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries
*Narration
Suddenly the ground disappeared from beneath his feet. He fell down a vertical shaft, his head hitting a sharp ock. Hhe lost consciousness. On opening his eyes, he found himself with the Professor and the guide, and, looking around him, he saw an ocean stretching as faras the eye could see, a giant forest of mushrooms, a line of huge cliffs, and strange clouds hung overhead, as he lay on a deeply indented shore of golden sandstrewn with shells. For a moment, he thought he was back on the surface of the earth, but soon realised that they had reached a world within a world.
Having made a raft from wood taken from the giant mushroom forest, with rigging consisting of a mast made of two staves lashed together, a yard made of a third, and a sail borrowed from their stock of rugs, they set sail from the harbour - Port Grauben named after Axel's fiancee. With a north-westerly wind propelling them along at about three miles an hour, silvery beams of light, reflected here and there by drops of spray, produced luminous
points in the eddy created by the raft. Soon all land was lost toview. Five days out to sea, they witnessed a terrifying battle between two sea monsters. One having the snout of a porpoise, the head of a lizard, and teeth of a crocodile - an Ichthyosaurus. And the other, the mortal enemy of the first, a serpent with a turtle's shell, the Plesiosaurus.
*
Five days out on an infinite sea, they prayed for calm on an ocean free,
But the surface of the water was indicating some disturbance.
The raft was hurled by an unseen source, two hundred feet, with
frightening force
And a dark mass rising showed to be a giant porpoise
Rising out of the angry sea, towered the creatures' enemy,
And so the two sea monsters closed for battle
Crocodile teeth, lizard's head, bloodshot eye, stained ocean red
Moving close to their raft's side, the two men prayed as one and cried
"Save me, save me, save me, save me"
The serpents' fight went on for hours, two monsters soaring up like towers
And driving downn to the depths in a single motion
Suddenly, the serpent's head, shot out of the water bathed in red
And the serpentine form lay lifeless on the ocean
Crocodile teeth, lizard's head, bloodshot eye stained ocean read
Battle won, a victor's pride, the three men thanked the Lord and cried
"Praise God, praise God, praise God, praise God."
*Narration
Cumulus clouds formed heavily in the south, like huge wool pack sheaped up in picturesque disorder. Under the influence of the breezes they merged together, growing darker, forming a single menacing mass. The raft lay motionless on the sluggish waveless sea and in silence they waited for the storm.
For four days the storm had raged as they clung to the mast of their raft for safety. Finally, with their raft wrecked after being bashed against the reefs, they lay sheltered from the pouring rain beneath a few overhanging rocks where they ate and slept. The next day all trace of the storm had disappeared and what remained of their stock seemed intact. Checking the compass brought only heartbreak as it showed that a chance of wind during the storm had returned them to just a few miles north of Port Grauben. So, deciding to try and find the original route they advanced with difficulty over granite fragments mingled with flint, quartz, and alluvial deposits, eventually reaching a plain covered with bones. like a huge cemetery. A mile further on, they reached the edge of a huge forest made up of vegetation of theTertiary period. Tall palms were linked by a network of inextricable creepers, a carpet of moss covering the ground and the leaves were colourless, everything having a brownish hue.
Exploring the forest they discovered a heard of gigantic animals, Mastadons, which were being marshalled by a primitive human being,a Proteus. He stood over twelve foot high and brandished an enormous bough, a crook worthy of this antediluvian shepherd.
*
Journey on through ages gone, to the centre of the earth
Past rocks of quartz and granite, which gave mother nature birth
Burial ground of ancient man, his life no more is seen,
A journey through his time unknown, I wonder where he's been
Wonder where he's been, wonder where he's been, wonder where he's been
The shore now gone behind the hills, a forest in our sight,
Rocks and distant mountains, bathed in waves of blinding light
Forests from far gone time, no living man has seen,
A private prehistoric world, for you and I a dream
Brownish hue dicates my eye, no colour hides their fear,
Flowers faded, dull and cold, now bleached by atmosphere
Creatures twisting under trees, huge monsters soaked with rage
Hidden deep below our earth, a frightening, bygone age
Their shepherd came, now long extinct, a huge primeval man
The three men filled with disbelief, just turned as one and ran
*Narration
Dumb with astonishment and amazement which bordered on stupefaction, they fled the forest. Instinctively, they made towards the Lidenbrook Sea. Discovering a rusty dagger on the beach, and the carved initials of the explorer before them on a slab of granite, they realised that thay were once again treading the route of Arne Saknussemm. Following a short sea journey around a cape, they came ashore where a dark tunnel plunged deep into rock.
Venturing down, their progress was halted by a piece of rock blocking their way. After deciding to blow their way through, and setting the charge, they put out to sea for safety. With the explosion, the rocks before them opened like a curtain, and abottomless pit appeared in the shore. The explosion had caused an earthquake, the abyss had opened up, and the sea was pouring into it. Down and down they plunged into the huge gallery, but on
regaining their senses found their raft rising at tremendous speed. Trapped in the shaft of an active volcano they rose through the ages of man to be finally expelled out on a mountain-side riddled with tiny lava streams. Their journey was completed and they found themselves 3000 miles from their original starting point in Iceland. They had entered by one volcano and they had come out by another. With the blue mountains of Calabria in the
east they walked away from the mountain that had returned them.The frightening Mount Etna.
HÓQUEI EM PATINS: ANGOLA 2013
Terminou a fase de grupos do Campeonato do Mundo de Hóquei em Patins, a decorrer em Angola.
Seria interessante encontrar um critério de participação que evitasse resultados de 22-2, como aconteceu no Portugal-África do Sul.
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segunda-feira, 23 de setembro de 2013
VETTEL DA PRIMEIRA À ÚLTIMA VOLTA!
Sebastian Vettel foi absolutamente demolidor, na corrida em que Fernando Alonso foi notícia.
Vettel comandou a corrida da primeira à última volta e prepara-se para ser campeão do mundo de Fórmula 1 pela 4ª vez.
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Vettel comandou a corrida da primeira à última volta e prepara-se para ser campeão do mundo de Fórmula 1 pela 4ª vez.
Fernando Alonso, que sai do 7º lugar da grelha de partida, disparou para uma recuperação que o colocou em 2º lugar no final da corrida. Incapás de competir com o Red Bull de Vettel, o espanhol guardou religiossmente a posição que ocupava e acabou a 37 segundos do 1º - o que, se pensarmos em termos de 300 km/h, dá quase meia volta em Singapura!
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1ª PÁGINA
Enquanto perderem tempo a falar no acessório, vão continuar a perder o essencial: o jogo Estoril-Porto foi um excelente jogo de futebol!
O nosso desejo é que, de todos os jogos do campeonato, meia dúzia seja, pelo menos, como este.
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O nosso desejo é que, de todos os jogos do campeonato, meia dúzia seja, pelo menos, como este.
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HÓQUEI EM PATINS: PORTUGAL 5 - CHILE 3
O resultado engana. Portugal teve enormes dificuldades no jogo inaugural contra o Chile.
Ao intervalo o jogo estava empatado a 1 golo e só na 2ª parte Portugal conseguiu alargar o resultado.
Dos 8 golos da partida, 5 ou 6 foram marcados de bola parada, em grandes penalidades ou livres diretos, o que demonstra a dificuldade dos atacantes em superar as defesas.
No final, a sensação de que a exibição não foi assim tão consistente como o desejado, mas abrir o mundial com uma vitória nunca é coisa de menosprezar.
Espera-se que, com o desenrolar do torneio, Portugal melhore as suas prestações. Só assim poderá aspirar a algo interessante.
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domingo, 22 de setembro de 2013
PERDIDOS OU GANHOS?
A primeira ideia que fica no final do jogo Estoril-Porto, é que poucas equipas sairão incólumes dos confrontos com o Estoril.
Por duas vezes o Estoril esteve a perder - aos 26 minutos Varela fez o 1-0 e aos 66 minutos Jackson Martinez fez o 2-1 - e por duas vezes reagiu de forma brilhante.
Evandro fez o 1-1 aos 30 minutos e Luís Leal fez o 2-2 aos 80 minutos.
Só o futuro dirá, conforme o desempenho dos seus adversários diretos nos confrontos com o Estoril, se o Porto perdeu 2 pontos ou se, na realidade, ganhou 1.
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O MINUTO 60
A expulsão de Addy, aos 61 minutos, mudou tudo! O Benfica, que tinha demonstrado uma incapacidade confrangedora em ultrapassar a defesa do Guimarães, atirou-se para a frente e acabou por ganhar o jogo num golo que foi mais obra do acaso e do azar de Marco Matias, do que algo realmente construido com cabeça, tronco e membros.
Salvam-se os 3 pontos, que vão aproximando o Benfica do topo da tabela classificativa.
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POLE A POLE
Mais uma pole position para Sbastian Vettel.
Logo à noite, o Red Bull número 1 volta a sair da primeira posição da grelha de partida do grande prémio de Singapura.
Imbatível durante toda a época, este motor Renault revela-se muito acima da concorrência.
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