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Don Alfredo, greatest legend of Real Madrid, always with us. I will always remember maestro.

Real Madrid would still only be the 120th largest company in Finland (a country with a population of just 5.4 million people, or about the same as Minnesota).

the Finnish financial analyst Matias Möttölä calculates that in terms of revenue, Real Madrid would still only be the 120th largest company in Finland (a country with a population of just 5.4 million people, or about the same as Minnesota).

Barcelona fans labor under the touchingly innocent belief that everyone else in the world, apart from Real Madrid and Espanyol fans, is happy to accept that their club is the biggest on earth and quite simply the bees' knees of the whole footballing cosmos.

Wait a minute,” Billy said. “What about elections?” “What elections?” I asked. “Its easy for them to rig votes with the electronic ballets. If third world countries used archaic methods of voting, we sent in representatives from the US to ‘oversee them.’ Everybody I knew in politics didn’t give elections a thought. They knew that people would believe in the corrupted, controlled polls, and that those appointed to office in accordance with the New World Order were secure.” “So people are misled by their leaders to believe they chose them?” “Not only that,” I answered, “but figureheads are placed while the real power works behind the scenes. For example, when Salinas was Vice President of Mexico, he ran the country while dela Madrid was only a Presidential figurehead. Vice President Bush ran this country while Reagan was acting President.

Before you climb the next mountain or conquer your next demon… Take a moment to acknowledge and celebrate your wins!

Pep had analysed Real Madrid in detail and, an hour and a half before the game, he got Messi, Xavi and Iniesta together: ‘You three against Lass and Gago have got the game. If you do it right, three against two, we’ve beaten them.’ Lass and Gago were going to find a third man to defend, Messi would position himself as a false striker in between the centre backs and those two.

Viví con poco sufrimiento los tres años de Segunda. No porque quisiera distanciarme de un equipo fracasado; de hecho, iba a Anoeta siempre que podía y mastiqué por la tele un montón de partidos tóxicos sin pestañear. En el fondo le veía cierto encanto: mientras las radios y las teles nos metían por un embudo el Barça y el Madrid y Schuster y Guardiola y los partidos del siglo a todas horas, nosotros jugábamos en otro universo menos histriónico contra el Racing de Ferrol, el Huesca o el Girona. Disfruté de una alegría de esas que en el momento no se pueden confesar a nadie: en diciembre de 2008 me escapé de dos amigas navarras en Nueva York con alguna excusa, entré a un locutorio para mirar los resultados en internet y me enteré de que la Real había ganado 1-0 al líder Salamanca con un cabezazo de Ansotegi en el minuto 92. Salí a la calle, correteé por las aceras nevadas, di algún saltito y algún remate de cabeza en el aire y luego caminé normal para reunirme otra vez con mis amigas. Ellas no hubieran entendido nada así que me callé. Seguimos andando los tres y yo pensé que era la única persona de todo el barrio de Harlem, quizá de todo Nueva York, que en ese momento caminaba contento por un gol de Ansotegi. Fue un momento de felicidad intensa y secreta.

Nowadays, enormous importance is given to individual deaths, people make such a drama out of each person who dies, especially if they die a violent death or are murdered; although the subsequent grief or curse doesn't last very long: no one wears mourning any more and there's a reason for that, we're quick to weep but quicker still to forget. I'm talking about our countries, of course, it's not like that in other parts of the world, but what else can they do in a place where death is an everyday occurrence. Here, though, it's a big deal, at least at the moment it happens. So-and-so has died, how dreadful; such-and-such a number of people have been killed in a crash or blown to pieces, how terrible, how vile. The politicians have to rush around attending funerals and burials, taking care not to miss any-intense grief, or is it pride, requires them as ornaments, because they give no consolation nor can they, it's all to do with show, fuss, vanity and rank. The rank of the self-important, super-sensitive living. And yet, when you think about it, what right do we have, what is the point of complaining and making a tragedy out of something that happens to every living creature in order for it to become a dead creature? What is so terrible about something so supremely natural and ordinary? It happens in the best families, as you know, and has for centuries, and in the worst too, of course, at far more frequent intervals. What's more, it happens all the time and we know that perfectly well, even though we pretend to be surprised and frightened: count the dead who are mentioned on any TV news report, read the birth and death announcements in any newspaper, in a single city, Madrid, London, each list is a long one every day of the year; look at the obituaries, and although you'll find far fewer of them, because an infinitesimal minority are deemed to merit one, they're nevertheless there every morning. How many people die every weekend on the roads and how many have died in the innumerable battles that have been waged? The losses haven't always been published throughout history, in fact, almost never. People were more familiar with and more accepting of death, they accepted chance and luck, be it good or bad, they knew they were vulnerable to it at every moment; people came into the world and sometimes disappeared at once, that was normal, the infant mortality rate was extraordinarily high until eighty or even seventy years ago, as was death in childbirth, a woman might bid farewell to her child as soon as she saw its face, always assuming she had the will or the time to do so. Plagues were common and almost any illness could kill, illnesses we know nothing about now and whose names are unfamiliar; there were famines, endless wars, real wars that involved daily fighting, not sporadic engagements like now, and the generals didn't care about the losses, soldiers fell and that was that, they were only individuals to themselves, not even to their families, no family was spared the premature death of at least some of its members, that was the norm; those in power would look grim-faced, then carry out another levy, recruit more troops and send them to the front to continue dying in battle, and almost no one complained. People expected death, Jack, there wasn't so much panic about it, it was neither an insuperable calamity nor a terrible injustice; it was something that could happen and often did. We've become very soft, very thin-skinned, we think we should last forever. We ought to be accustomed to the temporary nature of things, but we're not. We insist on not being temporary, which is why it's so easy to frighten us, as you've seen, all one has to do is unsheathe a sword. And we're bound to be cowed when confronted by those who still see death, their own or other people's, as part and parcel of their job, as all in a day's work. When confronted by terrorists, for example, or by drug barons or multinational mafia men.

Alfredo di Stéfano is maybe the greatest player I have ever seen. I watched him in a match when Manchester United played against Real in the semi-final of the European Cup in Madrid the year before the accident. In those days, there was no substitutes' bench; if you weren't playing, you were in the stand. I felt like I was looking down on what looked like a Subbuteo table—I was that high up—but I couldn't take my eyes off this midfield player and I thought, Who on earth is that? He ran the whole show and had the ball almost all the time. I used to dream of that, and I used to hate it when anyone else got it. They beat us 3-1 and he dictated the whole game. I'd never seen anything like it before—someone who influenced the entire match. Everything went through him. The goalkeeper gave it to him, the full backs were giving it to him, the midfield players were linking up with him and the forwards were looking for him. And there was Gento playing alongside and Di Stefano just timed his passes perfectly for him. Gento ran so fast you couldn't get him offside. And I was just sitting there, watching, thinking it was the best thing I had ever seen. But I had been forewarned a bit by Matt Busby, the manager at the time, because he had been across and seen them play a match in Nice before the semi—in those days it wasn't easy to do that—and, when he came back, we asked him what they were like, but he didn't want to tell us. And I understood why he didn't when I saw them. I think he knew that, if he had said they were the best players he'd ever seen, it would have been all over for us before we'd started. And this was when Di Stefano was thirty. What must he have been like in his youth?

Eran las 10 de la noche y Pep estaba solo en la ciudad deportiva del Barça. No quedaba nadie, ni siquiera sus ayudantes, solo él en un despacho iluminado de manera tenue. Imaginó a Messi moviéndose libremente por aquel enorme espacio vacío del estadio Bernabéu, a la espalda de los mediocentros madridistas y encarando en solitario a Metzelder y Cannavaro, petrificados sobre la línea del área, dudando si ir a por el delantero argentino. Tan clara vio la jugada que levantó el teléfono. No llamó a ninguno de sus analistas, ni a Xavi, el cerebro del equipo. Llamó directamente a Messi: «Leo, soy Pep, tengo algo importante, muy importante. Ven. Ahora. Ya», le dijo. A las diez y media de la noche, Leo Messi, de 21 años, golpeó suavemente la puerta del despacho de Pep. El entrenador le enseñó el vídeo y detuvo la imagen mostrándole la zona vacía que a partir del día siguiente iba a ser suya: la zona Messi, la del falso 9. «Leo, mañana en Madrid vas a empezar en la banda, como siempre. Pero si te hago una indicación te vas a la espalda de los mediocentros y te mueves por esta zona que te acabo de enseñar. Es lo mismo que hicimos en septiembre pasado en Gijón», le indicó. En Gijón, el 21 de septiembre de 2008, con el agua al cuello tras haber perdido el primer partido de liga ante el Numancia y empatado el segundo contra el también modesto Racing de Santander, Guardiola se jugaba su porvenir como entrenador del Barça. Decidió mandar a Eto’o a la banda derecha y jugar con Messi en la zona del falso 9, tal como el joven argentino había jugado muchas veces en su edad de cadete. Venció el Barça por goleada (1-6) y empezó la marcha triunfal de Pep. Siete meses más tarde, el entrenador rescataba la misma idea y se la explicaba en persona al protagonista: «Leo, cuando Xavi o Andrés se salten la línea y te pasen el balón, te vas directo a portería, a por Casillas». Fue un secreto entre ambos. Nadie más del Barça supo lo que Pep había transmitido a Messi aquella noche del primer día de mayo, salvo Tito Vilanova al día siguiente, ya en el hotel de concentración. Minutos antes de empezar el partido del 2 de mayo, Guardiola llamó aparte a Xavi e Iniesta y les dijo: «Si veis a Leo entre líneas y por el centro, no lo dudéis: pasadle el balón. Será como en Gijón». Aquel 2 de mayo de 2009, el Barça aplastó al Real Madrid por 2-6, Messi se convirtió en falso 9 y Pep sonrió, feliz.

Whatever he may have done or had yet to achieve, on the night of 26 November 2003 David Beckham confirmed a special place for himself among the myths and legends of Real Madrid's history. In the 35th minute of Real Madrid's Championship League group match against Olympique Marseille, Beckham took one of his trademark free-kicks, bending it over the wall and into the net. It was his first for the Spanish team in a competitive European game, and the club's six hundredth goal in the European Cup - the one hundredth was scored by Alfredo Di Stefano.

Ronaldo moved from Real Madrid to Juventus ahead of the 2018-19 season. As he moved away from Lariga and moved his nest to Serie A, Messi and Ronaldo's face-to-face confrontation was often overlooked. "Real Madrid, without Ronaldo, will be a less powerful team," Messi said. Juventus, on the other hand, will be a clear winner of the Champions League. Because Juventus already had a great squad, and added to Ronaldo, "Ronaldo told the team about his presence and influence. "I have lived here (Barcelona) since I was thirteen, and all my life has been made here, I belong to the best team in the world, and this is probably the best city in the world. Also, all my children were born in Catalonia. I do not need to leave anyway, "he said, adding that he wanted to stay in Barcelona. ♥100%정품보장 ♥총알배송 ♥투명한 가격 ♥편한 상담 ♥끝내주는 서비스 ♥고객님 정보 보호 ♥깔끔한 거래 ◀경영항목▶ 수면제,여성-최음제,,여성흥분제,남성발기부전치유제,비아그라,시알리스,88정,드래곤,99정,바오메이,정력제,남성성기확대제,카마-그라젤,비닉스,센돔,꽃물,남성-조-루제,네노마정 등많은제품 판매중입니다 센돔 판매,센돔 구입방법,센돔 구매방법,센돔 효과,센돔 처방,센돔 파는곳,센돔 지속시간,센돔 구입,센돔 구매,센돔 복용법 News | "[Video] Huntelault Multi-goal, the class is alive!" Born in Argentina in 1987, Messi played in a youth soccer team in his hometown Rosario and was spotted by FC Barcelona scouts. At the age of 13, Barcelona scouted him for the potential of Messi, and Messi then moved to Barcelona, ​​where he lived for about 18 years. For Messiah, Barcelona is more than just a member of your team. Finally, Messi revealed his commitment to achieve the UEFA Champions League title in the 2018-19 season. "We have to focus on the Champions League. He has been eliminated in the last three years. I believe it is time to win. We have a brilliant squad, so we can do this (win).

Nació Philippe Thys el 8 de octubre de 1890 en Anderlecht, un municipio de Bruselas que cuenta con un histórico equipo de fútbol que fue muy conocido en España por sus enfrentamientos con el Real Madrid en la Copa de Europa de los años sesenta. Con trece años pedaleaba de un lado para otro haciendo recados en su localidad natal y  ganando con ello un poco de dinero. No mucho más después, comenzó a apuntarse a carreras locales que disputaba con una bicicleta prestada hasta que, con 17 años, pudo comprarse una. Tres años más tarde ya estaba federado y participa en carreras de mayor relieve. En

When Espinoza was left alone (his flight was an hour later), his thoughts turned to Liz Norton and his real chances of wooing her. He imagined her and then he imagined himself, side by side, sharing an apartment in Madrid, going to the supermarket, both of them working in the German department. He imagined his office and her office, separated by a wall, and nights in Madrid next to her, eating with friends at good restaurants, and, back at home, an enormous bathtub, an enormous bed. •

¿Por qué el Real Madrid es capaz de ganar? Dinero, por supuesto. Jugadores de talento, está claro. Análisis de datos, sin lugar a dudas. Pero estos conceptos sólo son una parte de la fórmula Real Madrid. La junta directiva del Real Madrid cree que, al final, es la cultura de equipo lo que acaba teniendo un mayor impacto en el rendimiento, tanto dentro como fuera del campo. Para ellos, «cultura» significa tener a todo el mundo trabajando en una misión común, con una actitud libre de todo egoísmo, y supone tener los objetivos muy claros, así como conocer la forma de alcanzarlos, a partir de la cooperación mutua. Lo que convierte al Real Madrid en un ejemplo tan fascinante de gestión es que toda su estrategia, tanto dentro como fuera del campo, se basa en la adhesión a unos valores y a los deseos de sus aficionados —es la comunidad la que dicta la cultura.

Según las propias amistades de Florentino, sigue presidiendo el Real Madrid con mano de hierro y no se jubila porque es lo más parecido que ha encontrado a lo que más le gusta, la política. O lo que es lo mismo: mandar, ejercer el poder y perpetuarse en él. Aunque Florentino no hace amigos sino socios que no pueden rechazar sus ofertas, y en esa familia bien podría responder como Vito Corleone, el personaje de El Padrino de Francis Ford Coppola, «no es nada personal, es sencillamente negocio».

diseñó un dispositivo de juego que convirtió a Sergio Ramos en el jugador más expulsado en la historia del Real Madrid (¡a los 26 años!) y a Pepe en un futbolista que debería ser analizado por Human Rights Watch.

A handful of individual football stars—not necessarily the most talented, but those boasting good looks, beautiful wives and an animated private life—assumed a role in European public life and popular newspapers hitherto reserved for movie starlets or minor royalty. When David Beckham (an English player of moderate technical gifts but an unsurpassed talent for self-promotion) moved from Manchester United to Real Madrid in 2003, it made headline television news in every member-state of the European Union. Beckham’s embarrassing performance at the European Football Championships in Portugal the following year—the England captain missed two penalties, hastening his country’s ignominious early departure—did little to dampen the enthusiasm of his fans.

Otro que padeció una injusticia dialéctica fue el croata Damir Desnica, integrante del club HNK Rijeka, que el 7 de noviembre de 1984 visitó a Real Madrid en el estadio Santiago Bernabeu por la segunda ronda de la Copa UEFA. Desnica, también sordomudo, fue echado por el polémico árbitro belga Roger Schoeters. El referí juró haber escuchado que el jugador croata lo insultaba, pero nadie le creyó. HNK Rijeka había ganado el encuentro «de ida» 3-1, pero en España cayó 3-0, el número que necesitaba Real Madrid C.F. para

The real source of her villainy came from those qualities that supposedly make men great leaders- a thirst for power, relentless drive paired with massive ego, and a total lack of emotions.

ir a ver un partido del Real Madrid para gritar en contra de los merengues ahora que habían corrido a Hugo Sánchez.

Young Schuster could have been the answer to many of West Germany’s problems. So good was he that Barcelona came in with an offer only three months after the European Championship. Schuster had fallen out with his club coach and so the country’s best prospect went abroad at a tender age indeed. Schuster stayed in Spain for 13 years, proving he feared nothing and nobody when he moved from Barça to Real Madrid – and then from Real to Atlético Madrid. Later, the Spanish press voted him the best foreigner ever to grace their league, ahead of Alfredo Di Stefano and Johan Cruyff.

Every few years, in the world of sport, someone ascends to the most rarefied of all levels—the one at which it becomes news not when they win, but when they lose. It must have been like that in the early Fifties, when a tubby Italian called Alberto Ascari was stitching together nine Grand Prix wins in a row, a record not even Fangio, Clark or Senna could match. Or when the great Real Madrid side of Alfredo Di Stefano and Ferenc Puskas won the first five European Cup finals, between 1956 and 1960. Or when Martina Navratilova dominated Wimbledon's Centre Court, winning nine ladies' singles titles in thirteen years. The current Australian cricket team is in just such a run at present, having just completed nine consecutive victories, putting them four wins away from establishing an all-time record. And then there is Tiger Woods.

So proud to be joining the best team in the world.

Alfredo Di Stefano is Real Madrid. His alliance with this club changed the destiny of this institution. Alfredo was the best in every sense of the word, for how he revolutionised football and for the values he had. Now it is our duty to tell those who never him saw him play that he changed everything. Madrid was his home and his life and we will give him the homage he deserves. He came here to stay and his presence in Madrid is eternal. Alfredo Di Stefano, Real Madrid’s honorary president, Real Madrid will never forget you.

HALA MADRID

Muchas mujeres iban con ellos. Estas “Juanas”, como se las llama, sirvieron de enfermeras; su vocabulario no siempre se ajustaba a las reglas de la Real Academia de Madrid, pero eran tan bravas como los hombres, y cuando era necesario, hasta portaban armas.

The facts as I have tried to relate them suggest that FC Barcelona not only allowed themselves to be completely outmanoeuvred, but also in the end fell victim to their pride in voluntarily giving up Di Stefano rather than accept a deal that would have him playing alternate seasons for Barça and Real Madrid. Undoubtedly though, the whole saga helped fuel the collective sense of victimization that Catalan nationalists have always felt in their relations with Spain's central government and which has helped politicise FC Barcelona's rivalry with Real Madrid.

LFC’s changing room in the Olympic stadium was ‘like a sickbay’ after their final defeat by Real Madrid, he says. Mohamed Salah, back from an X-ray of his shoulder injury at a nearby hospital, sat crying; for everyone else, the hurt was merely psychological but no less piercing. ‘You’re so disappointed, you can’t stop the tears.’ They heard their triumphant opponents singing next door. Worse than that, the team of referees were loudly celebrating, too. ‘We saw a crate of beer going in and they were partying. I can’t tell you why. But they were partying.’ Krawietz

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Identifying with success makes those doing the identifying seem successful themselves. The day United falter, many of these supporters will doubtless take their affiliation with them to Real Madrid or Barcelona or whoever it is that can provide them anew with a vicarious sense of worth.

Religion is not necessarily related only to what we think of as religious things or practices, like attending a rite in a temple, performing practices in order to attain certain goods, or following certain codes of conduct based on a particular set of beliefs or even ideas of the supernatural. It is just as easily identified with something like the unfailing love for FC Barcelona or Liverpool FC and the ineffable (absolutely religious) experience of living and dying together, through songs, food, and tears, in a match against their rivals from times immemorial (Real Madrid or Manchester United). Another glorious religious experience could be watching Roger Federer move on a Wimbledon court.26

Yes. Fell in love with JB Peterson. Fell in love. You know, that manly kind of love. Bromance. He kinda looks like Jeremy Irons. And he says he liked to drink a lot, at least a few decades ago. And he even says the right words, too. He says, tell the truth, listen to your conscience, face your fears. He says he HAS a conscience. But follow through? No. Not much follow through. He starts talking shit about Marxists, and then a real academic wants to debate him, and what does he do? What does Peterson do? He goes back to his fucking Pinocchio cartoons and talking shit about Marxists with some dumb cunt in Madrid instead of facing the dude (Wolff) in Idaho. My heart is broken. Another fucking coward. Reminds me of my daddy. And now this dumb cunt (Peterson) is in a Russian rehab. Hopefully they’ll talk some sense into him there. I could probably debate him in my sleep, and possibly drunk, simultaneously. Grow up, buddy. And stop doing drugs.

Ambos tenían shorts de Adidas y playeras del Real Madrid; los dos jerseys tenían el 7 y el nombre de Cristiano Ronaldo. Ese es otro ritual de los potentados obesos: se visten como si fueran a hacer algún tipo de ejercicio pero no saben ni inflar una pelota. ¿Odio de clase? Sí, a mucha honra.

I had help in deciding, my friend. I asked myself, What would Ender Wiggin, the man who saved humanity from the Buggers, what would he have done if suddenly, at the last minute, he had been told, This is no game, this is real. I asked myself, What if at the moment before he killed the boy Stilson or the boy Madrid in his infamous First and Second Killings, some adult had intervened and ordered him to stop. Would he have done it, knowing that the adult did not have the power to protect him later, when his enemy attacked him again? Knowing that it might well be this time or never? If the adults at Command School had said to him, We think there’s a chance the Buggers might not mean to destroy humanity, so don’t kill them all, do you think Ender Wiggin would have obeyed? No. He would have done – he always did – exactly what was necessary to obliterate a danger and make sure it did not survive to pose a threat in the future. That is the person I consulted with. That is the person whose wisdom I will follow now.

British crowds soon grow tired of patient build-up, but in, for instance, Capello’s first spell at Real Madrid, crowds booed when Fernando Hierro hit long accurate passes for Roberto Carlos to run on to.

Crecí en un entorno moderadamente feliz, con más apreturas que excesos pero sin grandes carencias ni frustraciones. Me crié en una calle estrecha de un barrio castizo de Madrid, junto a la plaza de la Paja, a dos pasos del Palacio Real. A tiro de piedra del bullicio imparable del corazón de la ciudad, en un ambiente de ropa tendida, olor a lejía, voces de vecinas y gatos al sol. Asistí a una rudimentaria escuela en una entreplanta cercana: en sus bancos, previstos para dos cuerpos, nos acomodábamos

Once I happened to drop, almost absently, the question: "Arsenal-Real Madrid, semifinals. Arsenal playing at home. Who wins?," and in a moment I realized that with what seemed a casual jumble of words I had hit on an infinite reserve of new combinations among the signs which compact, opaque, uniform reality would use to disguise its monotony, and I realized that perhaps the race toward the future, the race I had been the first to foresee and desire, tended only -- through time and space -- toward a crumbling into alternatives like this, until it would dissolve in a geometry of invisible triangles and ricochets like the course of a football among the white lines of a field as I tried to imagine them, drawn at the bottom of the luminous vortex of the planetary system, deciphering the numbers marked on the chests and backs of the players at night, unrecognizable in the distance.

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The league match ended in a tense 1-1 draw, which kept Barcelona eight points clear at the top. Lionel scored a penalty and then with ten minutes to go, Cristiano scored a penalty. Messi 1 Ronaldo 1. ‘Anything you do, Ronaldo does too!’ Andrés said with a big smile on his face. Lionel’s teammates loved to tease him about his Ballon d’Or rival. They needed their star to be at his very best. In the Copa del Rey final, Lionel was desperate to be the matchwinner. He tried dropping deep, he tried moving out to the wing but nothing worked. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by defenders. Then in extra time, Cristiano scored to give Real the victory. Messi 1 Ronaldo 2. Lionel was furious. He always hated losing but losing against Ronaldo and Real Madrid was the worst feeling ever. ‘What are we going to do?’ he asked his teammates. ‘We have to win the Champions League semi-final now!

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Parecidas contribuciones continuaron también después, si bien de forma menos consistente. Así, por ejemplo, el 1 de febrero de 1792 se inauguró dentro del recinto amurallado del alcázar de Segovia, «el mejor laboratorio de química de Europa». La dirección del Real Laboratorio se encargó al francés Louis Proust que recibió el mejor salario pagado a un científico en la España de la época. De este laboratorio y de su equipo salieron importantes aportaciones como: la «ley de proporciones definidas» —una de las verdades químicas mejor demostradas por vía experimental—, un nuevo método para blanquear la seda o el globo aerostático más grande y potente de la época, hasta el punto de que puede considerarse a España como pionera de la aerostática aplicada al mundo militar. En este ámbito destacaron igualmente Francisco de Luxán (Madrid, 1789-1867) autor de uno de los mejores tratados de mineralogía, el cual como ministro de Fomento impulsaría la creación de la Escuela de Ingenieros Industriales (1840) y algo más tarde la de la Academia Real de Ciencias Exactas, Físicas y Naturales. A finales del siglo xix, el médico y bacteriólogo Jaume Ferrán i Clua (1851-1929) elaboró la vacuna contra el cólera, que se aplicó con éxito en la epidemia de Valencia a finales del siglo pasado, y descubrió otras vacunas contra el tifus y la tuberculosis.