And here I am. As always. Well drawn against the line. Opening the court. And that no one taught me. These are things you just know. And put centers or put the arch as it comes. For those are wines. Do not give me that the wing "fan" or wing "liar" or balls. Up against the line.
Opening the field to not to crowd the forwards in the middle. Nothing to walk down to help tip marker or anything that. If the tip marker can not wing it with ... Why m. .. plays tip marker? What happens is that now any brat you out with new theories and new forms of gambling or comes with the "Dutch" or the Brazilian and other nonsense.
Please! Soccer is one only and I am not out of the classic: the good keeper standing in the line and attentive. Around hear people say that Gatti plays throughout the area or come to the middle of the field ... Well, so goes. I want the goalkeeper as perky in his bow and nothing else. For that is the goalkeeper. After a line of three. Then another five. And above that We let the three of us. Over twenty years ago we played well and we are rotten to score. Of seven do. I and I take as 6,800. I just ... Then I say Pele! Or assemble both mess because Maradona made a hundred. I do a hundred in a season. And in the summer when the kids stay at the club until about two o'clock in the morning, I dare to make forty or fifty goals per week. Forty, fifty. I just ... Maradona ... Please! And that's to say nothing of centrofoward ours. Should carry more than 12,000 goals. Beneath the feet ... Y. .. the guy is there! where they should be the centrofoward. At the mouth of the arch. In the penalty box. Ball received, Pum! inside. A receivable. And take note, that nine of Boca is not bad either. It's the same style as ours. Always there: the Trojan. Where are the Japanese. We have been bitter over a game, eh! I have not seen the goals he has done but we heard the screams and noise of the ball inside the arc.
with an iron gives you the bastard. But, of course, has two wines that are two salamis. Out there if he played next to me he also would have done as 12,000 goals. If I will have served to nine goals! If I will have served goals! I remember the day of debut. I'm talking about 25 years ago, 25 years, a quarter century. They removed the tarp covering the field and I swear the light blinded us. A relief barbarian. I could hardly see the glow in the shirts, especially in ours. Sure, white. The red bands appeared to fire. Not like now, she's jumping all polish and is the lead. Or the flat, green, and there is almost nothing. How is this field! What a pity! How little care is. Anyway, that day was unforgettable. It was Sunday at noon and is that the boys were in an uproar because this afternoon played River and Boca at the Monumental and they had gathered at the club to go all together in the truck for the party. Yikes, what was that day! And of course, got there and found that the Steering Committee
I had heard from under the canvas inaugurate thought that night when members gathered in the headquarters to discuss the games or take a fernet before dinner. But ... What! ... just saw the boys next to the foosball basketball court even bothered to put it inside.
addition, it is heavy, eh! I do not know how many kilos should weigh this, but is heavy. Pure iron, the things that were done before. Well, right there and uncovered what the party was armed. I guess, calculation, that there should be between 20 and 25 years watching the game personal. No less, eh! No less. A crowd. And he bets and everything. I tell her that people calculate that because I had not looked up, I swear, I dared not look up the cagazo had. I swear. One listen to the podium and shaking roar.
do something memorable! We, the three later, we were lucky because the guy is driving us knew. I just felt I was moving, said: "Today we will go well." it is also important because the type that one would touch to handle it. You may have conditions, moreover, may be a phenomenon, but if you're out is a cheese, is dead. And I say, now, with experience, I just noticed how the guy moves and I realize if you know or not. It is a matter of experience, nothing more. Not one to be wise. Listen, you see a guy how to on the court and knows how to play football. No need to see or run. Please! But that day is that the guy knew. It was not improvised or one who grasps the handle because he's bored and killing time playing a foosball. Of those you are trying to help them, give them a hand but in the end it remains a terrible player you are. When the culprit is the one with the handle. And you hear them cry "What is the seven that trunk! What animal the wing!". I must bear every thing. Please! But not that day. That day I got lucky, which is important in a debut. And in a River-Boca. You know well what these games. A classic is a classic, no matter what I say now and I have played about 30,000 classic and yet, I say, yet when I hear the bounce of the first ball in the midfield I get nervous. It seems unbelievable. Is that they are very evenly matched game. We are teams that we know a lot.
But we were lucky that day, at least those in front. In the midfield we broke forward, the rag did. "Tachola" I remember that name was the one with the handle. I remember because I cried constantly and because for four years back to the club came back and played. How did you know that guy! What ruined the drink. When I came in I realized fart because we had to make pinwheels and every crap that not tell you. One day I did make a pinwheel and I shot a chute that the ball jumped off the foosball and blew a glass. I wanted to pay me unhappy. But when he was sober was a lion. And I spent that day. On defense we were not so well because it handled the three was a salami. A scratched. But with the forward enough.
There is no better defense than a good offense, my friend, that anyone knows. Please! Now get them all down. They're crazy. Three seeds did that day. And the other three they are served at nine, the morochón. And he had no whiskers. What happens is that some brat they are painted with a ballpoint pen to look like a Luque. A goal, I remember, a goal, the ball bounced off the corner and I came. We were losing one to zero, because the eye! we started losing, and the fans roared. I put it under the sole and almost the chipper. I started to walk on and I brought slowly to the middle. Nine went to the left and eleven also to open up a buco. Mase and I a couple of times feint the puntazo, but the fullback covered my shot and did not see the pop angle. I tell him I do not kick and disgust when I see you shake light. I do not come with bullshit. But I marked the blond hid me well.
Then I grabbed and hooked back to the outside, to me, like to stick a right cross at the far post, to the trap. If I've done and goals! And when the blond gave me to cover myself and the goalie covers the first bat, just backhand, cortita, I play for the media. And nine, without stopping ché, put such a burn that dented the floor plate of the arc. What a great goal! What was that! I had listened to black, I had heard. When I opened it to the right and saw that the defense was coming with me. And I listened to Black, he had heard.
When I opened it right that the defense saw me coming. Black And I heard the screams, "Oh." And he played it. What killed the Black. Killed him. The always do that. Say you already know us. What game was that! And tonight we have a cute. If they are boys. Because I heard that went to the arcades. They always talk about the gadgets. Who knows what that is. Here once brought a club. I kept hearing strange noises, some things like "pluic" plinc "," Clun "and a shake. A lights. But then I felt no more. They say you screwed up something inside the machine, a fuse and there is never to buy twine. They are delicate machines. Of those who do the Yankees. That's why guys always come back. Because football is football. That is the only truth. What I come with those things! There are fashions that are in fashion and then pass. Football is football, man. Football. The only truth.
Please!
Roberto Fontanarrosa
