God can not be there every time I think it is inevitable that I shudder, thrill me, that I ginners a tear. Since I was not going to happen and so many feeling that if it was the most exciting match of my life, where for the first time since going on the court felt that everything I dreamed it could fulfill. It was December 10, 2006, just to ruin the feast of salami (do not know how bad I felt) were all against us. Sure they were 3 points ahead and had 3 in the game. All newspapers, TV channels, everyone in the street, all saying that mouth would be three-time (in capital and sold a special magazine for the tri-championship, I saw), his own players believe it. Except us. Less players. The people of the click was the only one waiting for the miracle, to the River were resigned. It was an intense game, with many nerves, we were more concerned with the match Boca - Lanus than ours, because the team could beat the Arse. But Boca won by a goal from Palermo. And we had no more be encouraged to thank this team everything he had done. But before halftime tied Lanus, and we began to look as if to say "Let it be." In the second half were '12 and hear "Lanus goal" and a huge thrill ran through us the body. Lanus mouth he was winning for the first time in the championship depended on us alone. And if not, 4 forward scored the cholo and all the load. On the right, left, down the middle, up, down. Would not go. There was no way to enter the balloon arch Arse, and the minutes passed, as usual. But the court was the heir to the mystical Pincharrata. And when they were '40 threw a perfect corner to emulate skinny Tata Alayes Brown in '82, and the key up, and well into the heart of the people who scream the most anticipated goal of the championship, which we deposited in the expected final, desired and longed (for us) Thereafter it was crazy, including Boca heard the party, which wanted the Arse not tie us, and those who wept with emotion. When they finished the match Pavone tank as he breaks the bow for us to be reassured that they had done. All that remained was to lose Boca. All singing Do not know to sing, "we will be champions" said one "if you're a fucking wolf, I want to kill," said others. Until the final whistle sounded, and in the bostanera. If we fuck in the final. Just take with anyone, and do not care about anything, who do not feel stronger than anyone? We were in a final for the first time (as I said in another story, for those of us born after '83) and now if Sing it, sing it and go fast to stand in line because ... "Velez on the court we will win and return, and we're gonna give back"