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Welcome to The Pride of Vallekas! (16th February, 2017)

On September the 21st, 2015, I posted an article on BackPageFootball entitled Rayo Vallecano – The minnows defying the script. (Read it here). Ever since then, Rayo have been relegated, are currently in a relegation battle, just sent back a player they had loaned within a day, and for some dumb reason Raúl Martín Presa is still in charge.

I want to write about Rayo. I want to write about its history, its famous players and its struggles. I want to write about the football and the board, the politics and the fans, the players and the coaches. But more importantly, I want to give my take on the day-to-day coverage.

So, starting today, I have decided that I will write about Rayo everyday. This is the first blog post. And this is the whole blog post. It took me days to just write this.

On some days, I will write as much as this post. On some days, I'll probably just link to a post I wrote somewhere else. On some days, I won't write at all. But bear with me - I'll try my very very very best.

Also, if you would like to contact me, my email ID is kumarsarthak12345@gmail.com. Any feedback, suggestion, artwork, opinion or inquiry is very much appreciated.

Wish me luck!

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