By EDGARDO PERETTI
Despite the strenuous efforts of many donkey democrats (note the high content of the terminology adapted: donkey / bureaucrats / rat), football is as exciting and beautiful as ever.
Despite the strenuous efforts of many donkey democrats (note the high content of the terminology adapted: donkey / bureaucrats / rat), football is as exciting and beautiful as ever.
In this lot has to do its essence and magnificence as one of the most traditional games and rooted in popular sentiment of much of the planet, its greatness goes both ways shameful mercantilism wild and romantic as the simple execution a ball rag.
Still, there are those who are determined to delay the whole, first on behalf of business and then ... on behalf of the same. The prison has had to endure a century of existence, but not on merit but because they have not found anything to replace it. In this way, first there was no change and then allowed two and now three, at one time the first kick to the teeth of the full back to front after five minutes of the game was almost considered an icon of virility of the game today send you to jail and cry for the card. Formerly, the celebration was simple and easy: the prisons were not held, at most the executioner raised his arms about commitment (as duck Pastoriza), or what discuss the goals against (How are you going to celebrate?). The "Toscano" Alberto Rendo, with the jersey in court Boca dribbled around the Peruvian team (including Didi, who was the coach) and a draw and we were out of the World, it was tears of shame. And just had a couple of blurry photos in La Razón (and some more in other media.)
And so on and traveled thousands of situations that show us fags (that this with the least respect) are now behind the leatherette with less soul than a tacuarita, a situation that will ultimately convince us that we are veterans unbearable. And they are right.
But here I want to dwell on a situation back in the seventies, caused me some puzzlement, to see the shirts of "The General", the U.S. team where he played the Flaco Menotti, shirts with numbers appear surprising at least for our novel sports culture. The "45", the "36" and thus, figures that had nothing to do with our eleven members and five alternates.
Does anyone imagine that Maradona would give him a shirt other than ten? Do any of my generation was happy because it gave the "13." Minga!! Everyone wanted a figure that included amongst the owners, being a backup was something else, the twelve for the goalkeeper, the 13 for a defender, the fourteen and fifteen for a midfielder and striker 16 for the potential relief, or the first candidate to enter if the numbers are not given.
Look at them now: T-shirts with numbers occasion hairstyles that require one hour before the game and a constant groping to avoid smudging vinchita (This, Passarella not pass!), Tattoos, wild celebrations by a cannon ending in goal, excuses to justify a 0 to 5 local, long words to hold a zero to zero. Definitely, someone is out of time.
Yes, I know.
But all is not lost. For many courts, still survive types that are tied, you're stuck with both legs, talented left-handed, lazy to do wonders and millions of kids who dream of making a goal in the World Cup final, and Daniel Bertoni.
Fortunately, in reality, fortunately, the leather / plastic keeps rolling, as the world as the dreams of the ball of cloth, made with two socks and thousands of illusions.
Gentlemen, do not make me much attention, please. Long live football!
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