David Luiz, Pedro. Pedro, David Luiz. (Video)

One of David Luiz’s first acts of his second stint at Chelsea was to nutmeg Pedro. Lol.

Some things in our universe are so opposed to one another that they will never meet or mingle. Oil forms a barrier to keep away from water, penguins and polar bears claimed turf at opposite ends of our planet, left and right, Kanye West and humility…you get the point.

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Then there’s David Luiz and Pedro. Both play football and both for Chelsea, but that’s where their similarities end. Luiz is a chill-minded and whimsical fun uncle. If God took a nap and left Dr. Seuss in charge of making people he’d make David Luiz.

Pedro, however, plies his trade in a vastly different way. The scuttling Spaniard is a never-ending car chase, fight scene, and bomb diffusing all at once and at peak suspense. He never calms down – scurrying and flailing around in search of the ball, rarely considering what he’ll do with it when he gets it. It’s the ‘I’ll sleep when I’m dead’ approach to football.

So what happened when these two contrasting characters collided on Chelsea’s training ground?

That.

Pedro, in true Pedro style, came sprinting harder at the ball than a puppy playing fetch with a favorite toy. Luiz, in true Luiz style, was undeterred and unaffected by the bullet twirling toward his torso. Surveying the situation, he realized that this particular bullet had legs, and that those legs need to move independently to achieve propulsion – which opened a window.

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Bloop, right in-between. The bomb was defused, the car chase paused, and the fight scene ended as one combatant suddenly pirouetted out of the side door.

Now, obviously this was a game of keep away and those things can happen when you’re the one chasing the ball around a circle of people collaborating against you. But don’t be boring, and don’t let this delightful moment pass by without savoring it.

If you do, you may miss Cesc Fabregas baby-stepping backwards, convinced the ball was coming to him, starting to do all of his pass-mastery complex mathematics and geometry. You’d also miss a flummoxed Gary Cahill in the background. In fact, there’s no way to prove that Cahill didn’t suspend his body midair in the plank position, point, and exclaim “BUT HE’S A D-D-D-D-D-DEFENDERRRR!”

Ah, David Luiz. It’s good to have you back, Geezer.

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