Summary: CA Osasuna 2-2 RCD Mallorca

Welcome to another episode of "How to Ruin a Homecoming," starring Jagoba Arrasate. The man who spent six years turning CA Osasuna into a semi-competent football team returned to El Sadar with RCD Mallorca this weekend, only to realize that his former fans have the memory of a goldfish and his new players have the defensive awareness of a herd of startled sheep.

A 2-2 draw is the ultimate "everyone loses" result, and this one was as SPECTACULAR as a multi-car pileup on the motorway. Mallorca, currently squatting in 18th place like they’ve signed a long-term lease on the relegation zone, actually dared to lead 0-1 at half-time. For forty-five minutes, it looked like Arrasate might pull off the ultimate heist against the club that probably still hasn't changed the locks on his old office.

But this is Mallorca we’re talking about. Expecting them to keep a clean sheet is like expecting a toddler to guard a three-tier wedding cake. Osasuna, comfortably rotting in 9th place with absolutely nothing to play for but pride and the occasional post-match tapas run, decided to wake up in the second half.

Ante Budimir, who probably still has Arrasate’s Netflix password, reminded his old boss exactly why he’s the most dangerous man in Pamplona. Meanwhile, Vedat Muriqi was busy being a giant, pirate-looking nuisance for Mallorca, but even his goal-scoring heroics can't mask the stench of a defense that has the structural integrity of wet cardboard.

What does this mean for the standings? Absolutely NOTHING for Osasuna. They remain the league’s most consistent exponents of mid-table boredom. They aren't going to Europe, and they aren't going to the Segunda. They just exist, like that one cousin at a wedding who doesn't talk to anyone but eats all the shrimp.

For Mallorca, however, this point is a slow-motion disaster. They remain 18th, still underwater, and still looking like a team that belongs in a division where the stadiums don't have roof coverage. To lead at HT and then bottle it is the MALLORCA WAY. Arrasate might have left his heart in Pamplona, but he’s currently leaving his dignity in the bottom three.

A spectacular match for the neutrals? Sure. A total waste of time for everyone else? ABSOLUTELY. Stick a fork in this season; it’s done.