Barca's medical centre, the day of Aguero's medical check up:
Doctor: "Hi Sergio... Or do you prefer Kun? How are you doing?"
Aguero: "Whatever is fine. I'm fine thanks. You?"
Doctor: "Too."
Aguero: "Where shall we begin? Stamina test? EKG?"
Doctor: "Nah. Just take a seat right there. That chair."
Aguero (confused): "Okay."
Doctor: "Now, tell me how is..."
Aguero: "My knee? Fine. It's got a few seasons left..."
Doctor: "No, no, I've seen the reports from the surgeon... Tell me about..."
Aguero: "My stamina? I'd say pretty fine for my age."
Doctor: "Nah, nah. I'm interested in..."
Aguero: "Muscle mass? I've been hitting the gym hard since the surgery..."
Doctor: "No."
Aguero: "What the hell do you want to know then?"
Doctor: "Tell me how is your... Friendship with Leo Messi."
Aguero (very confused): "Errrrrm very good?"
Doctor: "That'll do. You've passed the FC Barcelona medical test. Now, please take off your shirt, step on the tredmill and smile for our official photographer. Welcome to Barcelona Sergio."
Aguero: "Errrrm okay."
Doctor: "And just another thing... We can't fire up the tredmill, we are kind of low on budget right now, can you just pretend you're running?"
Aguero: "Okay?"
Doctor: "Great."
