LA ESTATUA DE LA BONDAD (i.d.)
We listen with our whole body and therefore we invite you to reflect on and make sound pieces that address the excess verbiage, images and sounds under the umbrella of "information flooding our ears this rumor incessant and repetitive political slogans intended to imprint in our minds and our behavior, to the strange sounds produced by the concentration of power, the way that continually urges us to consider ourselves everywhere customers, consumers and citizens ... all that noise that own sounds. Therefore, we ask what is really what we hear, what mechanisms behind this great mental and social deafness afflicts us
(...) -Zeppelin- 2008.Sorderas
Monday, October 27, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Gay Cruse Spots In Disney World
El Sueño De Dios
- deL.sULi.mOLo by 1HOMBRE -
"The noisy vision suddenly came to pass, in an endless rumble of voices and very sharp, fragmented and hoarse progression, and a warmth almost visible.
The graph was audible, too, and a large reptile wooed the audience with a sad song, a mixture of dialects real and very poorly adapted to the intrinsic speed. That is, the blow could not overcome the lively discussion held by the mammal on the right and the soft hole that held the one-dimensional being who was in the upper layers of the glass room. Luckily it was versed in the handling of a tool for the creation of musical notes, which destroyed instantly watch the thunderous roar of the air rail six thirty-five, which seemed to carry seabirds and any sort of metal sound, which took the opportunity to reconstruct the battered instrument. Seeing so many preludes away swapped tunes upwind.
sexagesimal breathing was about, so that fit the bias to the gas consumed sick piano, and that old dial radio stuck half buried in the mud of the garden.
26.05.2004 D. Sintorax.
Friday, August 8, 2008
25HOMBRES / INDUSTRIAL CATHOLICISM 
PROVERBS 25 # X-XI
40 # PSALM CVI 
"I remember the field where trees tickled at night and she twisted and wrinkled, and the moon looked at me with red eyes of absolute, unbridled anger, blaming all the bad content in this life, in fact accumulated over generations and generations ankylosed Old, torn, fierce, so often offered, many others received, but few understand and no disipado.En the extreme darkness of the meadow looked painful reflection of the infinite family suffer, and was a huge face crying, talking and complained to cry so sharp that killed God. That face rotten, bloody and infamous is your face, so take off your mask. "
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Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Letter Of Request Example For Disconnection
the Chicken Dance
While he was not given the importance that actually had the match played on Saturday November 11, 2006 against River had dye historical. The picture was more or less like this: The Grande de La Plata had been fighting the Apertura championship that year against the two biggest clubs in Argentina. Boca liar had the advantage of 4 points, after removing the ring in the match / training against FC Press and chicken athletic club had the same points as us, 31, and did not want to lose tread the "casitricampeon." We came to beat Velez, if all very nice, but it was a game in which they stole a great time because we were deprived of power use in the next game's best players who had the click until then: The Tank and Brujita . A Mariano will draw a yellow card or accidentally added the 5 th and was suspended. And the witch's son expelled at the end of the first half after a second yellow. Lindo panorama
well and the whole team went out to eat raw Cholo the hens crying. We gave a dance hall Pitong neither imagined. We start with a headed goal from Alayes thin after 16 minutes of the first part. In the second half to play 20 a barbarian with Caldera and Alvarez ends in a header of the very Chinese Benítez. Bugs ran the game with a great prince Sosa, a great match Alvarez, Caldera down more to build the game, and every so scared Galvan to the band. River began to get heavy and clear example of that was the goal that we did at 27 'in a corner. But in the Lion, Sosa was on fire and it showed. Until 35 minutes faster out a free kick that was deflected into the path and receivable. 3-1 we beat the team he wanted to fight him the Passarella dung championship.
Students In that game he received his great team. From there he was every inch against Boca until the end. We were the only ones capable of stealing the Triki Triki. And he stole, in the most fantastic dream ever. Any way you never in life we \u200b\u200bforget. 
While he was not given the importance that actually had the match played on Saturday November 11, 2006 against River had dye historical. The picture was more or less like this: The Grande de La Plata had been fighting the Apertura championship that year against the two biggest clubs in Argentina. Boca liar had the advantage of 4 points, after removing the ring in the match / training against FC Press and chicken athletic club had the same points as us, 31, and did not want to lose tread the "casitricampeon." We came to beat Velez, if all very nice, but it was a game in which they stole a great time because we were deprived of power use in the next game's best players who had the click until then: The Tank and Brujita . A Mariano will draw a yellow card or accidentally added the 5 th and was suspended. And the witch's son expelled at the end of the first half after a second yellow. Lindo panorama
well and the whole team went out to eat raw Cholo the hens crying. We gave a dance hall Pitong neither imagined. We start with a headed goal from Alayes thin after 16 minutes of the first part. In the second half to play 20 a barbarian with Caldera and Alvarez ends in a header of the very Chinese Benítez. Bugs ran the game with a great prince Sosa, a great match Alvarez, Caldera down more to build the game, and every so scared Galvan to the band. River began to get heavy and clear example of that was the goal that we did at 27 'in a corner. But in the Lion, Sosa was on fire and it showed. Until 35 minutes faster out a free kick that was deflected into the path and receivable. 3-1 we beat the team he wanted to fight him the Passarella dung championship.
Students In that game he received his great team. From there he was every inch against Boca until the end. We were the only ones capable of stealing the Triki Triki. And he stole, in the most fantastic dream ever. Any way you never in life we \u200b\u200bforget.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Congratulation Note For Pregnancy
Never trust a wounded lion, I told you
Jajajaja most want Wolverine?? How else we want you to prove that I am much, much more than you?
I thought we were going to win? We had been fighting long and hard at the tip of the tournament and you were coming hard and pajero fighting relegation. And will you come to make me the bad gil? Not filled up local or the old man in the box, and the big wheel Alfonso de 9 you give yourself the luxury of me in front of me, the king of the city? You have no shame.
sober start, driving the timming of the process. Since there was to pass yourself off as stupid as 15/10/2006, so the magic of the witch, and intelligence of the Chinese were driving the globalization in our own way. That's how the '24 got a free kick with precision of a surgeon at the high-handed Benitez and headed in by the phoenix lechugol Maggiolo. 1-0, well, trnqui, let's give a little suspense ...
But we almost get the backfire. Because when secs to finish the first time the chief Angeleri shot that was deflected to the net and Bassi criminal charges, and outside Mambrú, ee tell the chief. The penalty kick as the new Indian who had the cub after the departure of Goux, Dominguez. But the guy behind that horrible snout, hard, dull, cagazo had rarely seen. And so as I hit the fret and outside control. A shame che ...
started the second and the sad safe said they, "again with one more, that we can not escape", and most were right, almost. Because that we tied the Indian head and touch the Chapu expel him for hitting (with soul swells) a nice kick to of Pingüidi. "Now if" says a sad void in the hallway 25 "is now our"
But no. You're missing something in the blood Tristero, you lack mystical egg ... The Brujita.
After a while the minute fatal for the people of Grande, and at a time of turmoil in the local forum, get another free throw kicked by Benitez and inspired a new header from lettuce Klementiki Maggiolo to stay as the turnip and the party back to where he had been all game. Haha, if you want to kill crazy!! With 9 players were playing, you pass with 11 and you win the game.
came the turn of defending that outcome, with eggs, peppy, but t was enough to hold on and win, because you're predictable, because you have that bloated, and because you're Ginásio. So when I finish the game and you went whistling softly and putian all your players, coaches and officials, I went crazy on the face cantándote all I feel, everything I have inside me baby, because our sons were born, our children
Jajajaja most want Wolverine?? How else we want you to prove that I am much, much more than you?
I thought we were going to win? We had been fighting long and hard at the tip of the tournament and you were coming hard and pajero fighting relegation. And will you come to make me the bad gil? Not filled up local or the old man in the box, and the big wheel Alfonso de 9 you give yourself the luxury of me in front of me, the king of the city? You have no shame.
sober start, driving the timming of the process. Since there was to pass yourself off as stupid as 15/10/2006, so the magic of the witch, and intelligence of the Chinese were driving the globalization in our own way. That's how the '24 got a free kick with precision of a surgeon at the high-handed Benitez and headed in by the phoenix lechugol Maggiolo. 1-0, well, trnqui, let's give a little suspense ...
But we almost get the backfire. Because when secs to finish the first time the chief Angeleri shot that was deflected to the net and Bassi criminal charges, and outside Mambrú, ee tell the chief. The penalty kick as the new Indian who had the cub after the departure of Goux, Dominguez. But the guy behind that horrible snout, hard, dull, cagazo had rarely seen. And so as I hit the fret and outside control. A shame che ...
started the second and the sad safe said they, "again with one more, that we can not escape", and most were right, almost. Because that we tied the Indian head and touch the Chapu expel him for hitting (with soul swells) a nice kick to of Pingüidi. "Now if" says a sad void in the hallway 25 "is now our"
But no. You're missing something in the blood Tristero, you lack mystical egg ... The Brujita.
After a while the minute fatal for the people of Grande, and at a time of turmoil in the local forum, get another free throw kicked by Benitez and inspired a new header from lettuce Klementiki Maggiolo to stay as the turnip and the party back to where he had been all game. Haha, if you want to kill crazy!! With 9 players were playing, you pass with 11 and you win the game.
came the turn of defending that outcome, with eggs, peppy, but t was enough to hold on and win, because you're predictable, because you have that bloated, and because you're Ginásio. So when I finish the game and you went whistling softly and putian all your players, coaches and officials, I went crazy on the face cantándote all I feel, everything I have inside me baby, because our sons were born, our children
Friday, May 16, 2008
How Much In A Package Of Vanilla Sugar
Never trust a wounded lion
not stop laughing now, I can not stop looking at them and smiled mischievous. Now I realize what I experienced that evening of 22 April 2007 at the stadium Unico. But at that moment as the match wore on, I could not believe what I was seeing.
One evening last by water, the (ex?) Classic was about to be discontinued because the amount of falling water. But he played well, no matter the field and break the legs of the players, much less cared about people getting wet for more than 2 hours with risk of disease. TyC course televised and now means we charge. But hey, nobody does anything to change that, and I'm just a man.
The course, as I said, was disastrous, of course this land was to be used indoors and was not prepared to receive much water board, but that child does not justify the elbow that knocked him to the collector Caldera, ee tell the player, Ginásio, still do not understand why he did it. So things started badly, the '3 of starting the game we were a player short, and in a field where we had to run twice ... and was a Classic. In 38 minutes we made a goal in the only way they could have done it, ass. And I felt champions, but the defending champion still wanted to reign, and in the subsequent play, Pavone Tank gets into the area and touch it, criminal Favale pita. The tank was nervous, jajajjaja if insurance broke Clementiki arc. And it was good. The that hurts me is that he hardly celebrated the advantage, once the tank is able to rejoice and to do justice.
In the second half had to endure more than ever, could not draw with a team that played the whole game with one player less. Of course they could not draw, but they could lose. For a lost ball, a player tries to get Ginásio doing ballet, the advantage Tank Three Sergeants and fixing it in the trap, as I said in another story, well into the OGT of all the game was final 7ris7eros.El claw click to pure, had to endure as a result could, at Merlo if necessary. And they stand, the final whistle came and broke the side of joy, the party of control. And the other also sparked dyscontrol, they began to break everything, could not appease his anger, his impotence. The Masturbanda fell on her knees before the power of the Champion.
One evening last by water, the (ex?) Classic was about to be discontinued because the amount of falling water. But he played well, no matter the field and break the legs of the players, much less cared about people getting wet for more than 2 hours with risk of disease. TyC course televised and now means we charge. But hey, nobody does anything to change that, and I'm just a man.
The course, as I said, was disastrous, of course this land was to be used indoors and was not prepared to receive much water board, but that child does not justify the elbow that knocked him to the collector Caldera, ee tell the player, Ginásio, still do not understand why he did it. So things started badly, the '3 of starting the game we were a player short, and in a field where we had to run twice ... and was a Classic. In 38 minutes we made a goal in the only way they could have done it, ass. And I felt champions, but the defending champion still wanted to reign, and in the subsequent play, Pavone Tank gets into the area and touch it, criminal Favale pita. The tank was nervous, jajajjaja if insurance broke Clementiki arc. And it was good. The that hurts me is that he hardly celebrated the advantage, once the tank is able to rejoice and to do justice.
In the second half had to endure more than ever, could not draw with a team that played the whole game with one player less. Of course they could not draw, but they could lose. For a lost ball, a player tries to get Ginásio doing ballet, the advantage Tank Three Sergeants and fixing it in the trap, as I said in another story, well into the OGT of all the game was final 7ris7eros.El claw click to pure, had to endure as a result could, at Merlo if necessary. And they stand, the final whistle came and broke the side of joy, the party of control. And the other also sparked dyscontrol, they began to break everything, could not appease his anger, his impotence. The Masturbanda fell on her knees before the power of the Champion.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Pittsburgh Penguins Wedding Invitations
Mystic
is inexhaustible, because it has no expiration date, and Juan Sebastian Veron has the perfect heir . I speak of the mystical Pincharrata accompanying us since 1968 and in 2006 was dusted. This year is still intact, so that 40 years after that title that we deposited on top of America and then the World, we returned to delude us to be the largest in the continent.
started off badly in this cup. In Ecuador we had a lot of bad luck, because despite having played a great game where we showed that we are much more than any of the so-called "Big 5" on a big play the Basin holed us and nothing could be done. Then against Lanus became much more complicated, they played to defend and they did very well, nothing to say. Bugs often played defense and win games like this and no one complained. But we had tied to local, and local match for the cup never good.
As fate would have on the third date we crossed a Uruguayan team was forced to act as local in the Centenario Stadium, because the click would take a lot of people. That stage came to us barbaric, because there gave 3 of the 9 laps Olympic. (Libertadores 68 and 70 and Inter 69) Nearly 10 thousand fans
Lion went to the neighboring country to encourage the Great La Plata. A wonderful and unforgettable trip, the rain, by HDP of the assembly members believe that God did not let anyone (is it true that requested money to let go?) And had to go further to cross the river fart.
The stadium was a red and white party. Since much before kickoff, the fans never stopped encouraging, we knew it was an opportunity we should not miss. And the players believe it too well. But he crossed the line, because they came out very nervous and then we nailed a header, and the skinny Alayes was ejected. Yet again against the rain, 0-1 down, one less player. But we never gave up, the second time the heir to the glory of the Lion put his team on his shoulder and management of computer wires guapeza, voice command and stuck with its fantastic players made the other stop catching the disease and all on the field. In the 15th minute a penalty was the son of a witch himself changed goal. For lo menos sacamos un empate de visitante y en inferioridad de condiciones, pero como dije antes, el pincha puede ser mucho más que cualquiera de los grandes y fue a buscar el gol de la victoria. Y lo encontró a 4 minutos del final, con una jugada made in Veron que le dio un pase divino a Enzo Pérez que hizo todo bien adentro del área, después de dejar a un uruguayo haciendo culipatin mandó la amarillenta pelota al fondo del arco. Que manera de gritar ese gol, otra vez el Pincha estaba de pie ante la adversidad, y en ese estadio mítico donde el Pincharrata dio 3 vueltas quien dice que no se empezó a escribir una nueva historia, que espero a mediados de año pueda contar en este blog.
started off badly in this cup. In Ecuador we had a lot of bad luck, because despite having played a great game where we showed that we are much more than any of the so-called "Big 5" on a big play the Basin holed us and nothing could be done. Then against Lanus became much more complicated, they played to defend and they did very well, nothing to say. Bugs often played defense and win games like this and no one complained. But we had tied to local, and local match for the cup never good.
As fate would have on the third date we crossed a Uruguayan team was forced to act as local in the Centenario Stadium, because the click would take a lot of people. That stage came to us barbaric, because there gave 3 of the 9 laps Olympic. (Libertadores 68 and 70 and Inter 69) Nearly 10 thousand fans
Lion went to the neighboring country to encourage the Great La Plata. A wonderful and unforgettable trip, the rain, by HDP of the assembly members believe that God did not let anyone (is it true that requested money to let go?) And had to go further to cross the river fart.
The stadium was a red and white party. Since much before kickoff, the fans never stopped encouraging, we knew it was an opportunity we should not miss. And the players believe it too well. But he crossed the line, because they came out very nervous and then we nailed a header, and the skinny Alayes was ejected. Yet again against the rain, 0-1 down, one less player. But we never gave up, the second time the heir to the glory of the Lion put his team on his shoulder and management of computer wires guapeza, voice command and stuck with its fantastic players made the other stop catching the disease and all on the field. In the 15th minute a penalty was the son of a witch himself changed goal. For lo menos sacamos un empate de visitante y en inferioridad de condiciones, pero como dije antes, el pincha puede ser mucho más que cualquiera de los grandes y fue a buscar el gol de la victoria. Y lo encontró a 4 minutos del final, con una jugada made in Veron que le dio un pase divino a Enzo Pérez que hizo todo bien adentro del área, después de dejar a un uruguayo haciendo culipatin mandó la amarillenta pelota al fondo del arco. Que manera de gritar ese gol, otra vez el Pincha estaba de pie ante la adversidad, y en ese estadio mítico donde el Pincharrata dio 3 vueltas quien dice que no se empezó a escribir una nueva historia, que espero a mediados de año pueda contar en este blog.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Pinewood Derby Battle Star Galactica
eternal crown of glory in Old Trafford
What else can be added to what is written in hundreds of books, newspapers, magazines. It was the greatest deed that a football team can perform. Not only because it has become the best in the world, but for the way that developed, and the way in which he won.
Students had begun in 1965, a long-term work that would give us the highest medal. Zubeldia was when the fox took over the top football school. Thereafter start the revolution world football, where football I always leave room for "antifútbol."
After winning the '67 championship and Libertadores Cup '68 year, students had to be measured closely with the world's most powerful computer at the time, Manchester United. Where they played many of the world champions for England in 1966, including the best English player of all time, Bobby Charlton.
The first game was played at the old and rotten pillbox, on 25 September. There albirroja souls filled in 28 minutes the first time had the luxury of yelling a goal in the snout to the pirates. Marcos was Conigliaro, head to the bottom of the lanyards.
And to think that the pirates were celebrating the defeat, he thought they could beat the lowly team from La Plata. Over the next 3 weeks before the rematch, the British press dressed in mouth, and with great pride we pulled down as he could. Well, admittedly, we were the bad guys where the good of Manchester had to win the title and so have a happy ending. But no, because this is football, and soccer for the click is not a business, football is passion, love for the shirt, feeling pride. Furthermore Racing a year before had been crowned, "do you realize? Racing! So there was as discouraged by the rivalry and had to go around.
On 16 October 1968 was the happiest day in this city. That game was played with two totally different strategies between teams. But that resembled each other. The similarity is that both used it before the game, and the difference was cunning, was intelligence. They treated us like animals, we refuse, we despised. And before that, the teacher decided to go to Zubeldia field 20 minutes before the start, so hackers will download a great time against the Argentinians, and these at the beginning of the game are already in climate and did not flinch as said from the stands. Argentina mischief they say, (like that Maradona had en el mundial ´86 o Lehman en el mundial ´06)
Y no los dejamos reaccionar a los ingleses, porque a los 7 minutos de haber comenzado el partido la bruja Verón le cruza la pelota de cabeza, después de un centro de Madero, y se la clava bien lejos al arquero del United. Y se enmudeció el teatro de los sueños. Los sueños eran de nosotros, los argentinos. Y el partido se jugó fuerte, ellos no nos podían entrar por ningún lado, y el tiempo pasaba, y se ponían nerviosos. Recién a los 44 minutos del segundo tiempo nos hacen el gol que tanto anhelaban. Pero ya era tarde, unos minutos después el arbitro yugoslavo pita el final del partido, y comienza la más fantástica de las fiestas platenses. El mundo entire surrender to the feet of the new world champion, the new king of football.
Students had begun in 1965, a long-term work that would give us the highest medal. Zubeldia was when the fox took over the top football school. Thereafter start the revolution world football, where football I always leave room for "antifútbol."
After winning the '67 championship and Libertadores Cup '68 year, students had to be measured closely with the world's most powerful computer at the time, Manchester United. Where they played many of the world champions for England in 1966, including the best English player of all time, Bobby Charlton.
The first game was played at the old and rotten pillbox, on 25 September. There albirroja souls filled in 28 minutes the first time had the luxury of yelling a goal in the snout to the pirates. Marcos was Conigliaro, head to the bottom of the lanyards.
And to think that the pirates were celebrating the defeat, he thought they could beat the lowly team from La Plata. Over the next 3 weeks before the rematch, the British press dressed in mouth, and with great pride we pulled down as he could. Well, admittedly, we were the bad guys where the good of Manchester had to win the title and so have a happy ending. But no, because this is football, and soccer for the click is not a business, football is passion, love for the shirt, feeling pride. Furthermore Racing a year before had been crowned, "do you realize? Racing! So there was as discouraged by the rivalry and had to go around.
On 16 October 1968 was the happiest day in this city. That game was played with two totally different strategies between teams. But that resembled each other. The similarity is that both used it before the game, and the difference was cunning, was intelligence. They treated us like animals, we refuse, we despised. And before that, the teacher decided to go to Zubeldia field 20 minutes before the start, so hackers will download a great time against the Argentinians, and these at the beginning of the game are already in climate and did not flinch as said from the stands. Argentina mischief they say, (like that Maradona had en el mundial ´86 o Lehman en el mundial ´06)
Y no los dejamos reaccionar a los ingleses, porque a los 7 minutos de haber comenzado el partido la bruja Verón le cruza la pelota de cabeza, después de un centro de Madero, y se la clava bien lejos al arquero del United. Y se enmudeció el teatro de los sueños. Los sueños eran de nosotros, los argentinos. Y el partido se jugó fuerte, ellos no nos podían entrar por ningún lado, y el tiempo pasaba, y se ponían nerviosos. Recién a los 44 minutos del segundo tiempo nos hacen el gol que tanto anhelaban. Pero ya era tarde, unos minutos después el arbitro yugoslavo pita el final del partido, y comienza la más fantástica de las fiestas platenses. El mundo entire surrender to the feet of the new world champion, the new king of football.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Metal Bathtubs For Sale
Impossible is nothing
Incomparable, inimitable, unique, heroic, unique, amazing ... ours. It occurred to me to just 7 words to describe what was the title we won in 2006. "In a tournament in which many things were said, there is Students' Dalto said the final report. Bugs came packed with all the fury in the knowledge that they already believed champions early. They underestimated us, is thought they were unbeatable, but the arrogance that only they have turned against them, and justice was done as few times in our country.
The wait was very long. Since that wonderful Sunday 10th December where we left our hearts to cry out of thin Alayes goal until the kickoff of Pezzota, 3 days later in the Velez stadium, hours spent no more. First there was the queue for tickets, a disaster that nobody can explain, after spending all night in that row folding helper around the court and got into the forest, the other day we were about 4 or 5 hours packed like cattle , is worse than cattle. There was no air, we could not move and yet we were there, firm to enter history. The next day, day dreaming, began the endless caravan Liniers. And finally the team that comes out of the sleeve and the nerves that were already out of control. Start the game and we're unlucky whore team SA (Argentina Pride) is set to lead with a goal that is always crazy Palermo milk us poor goals against us. Click played
The nervous that first time, we are few situations but almost tied with a tank shot that hit the post. But the second best time would come, the regained Platense Grande individual and collective memory, and ate SA woke everyone, Brujita with his voice of command, retrieving and delivering Chapu to toe, the Cacique was beginning to become an idol, the Tano and Hardy rejected what he passed, Andujar started to show it was for the selection, Sosita longer Sosita and became King Sosa and played great looking everywhere. I left the place Galvan Benitez played a great game, Lugüercio fought everywhere, and tank it was a full arsenal to destroy what remained of SA
For the '19 Pavone was fouled in front of the area and King Sosa stroked the ball and put it in a inatajable for the archer. And click continued to close in on his rival, searched for all sides, up, down, no way. Until 35 minutes after a yellow arc Andujar, anticipates Tank goalkeeper and a unique and unforgettable play makes the most anticipated goal of life. Thereafter
not remember anything, not even waiting for the final whistle, because I was living a dream, a wonderful dream in which the club was devoting my beloved champion for the first time since going on the court. Then came the final whistle, after 5 additional minutes, and I was in heaven. Crazy, decontrol, Just take with anyone, "WE ARE CHAMPIONS CARAJO" said the tank through the loudspeakers. And I saw it, if Tristero, I saw him lift the cup, I saw him turn around, I saw when Brujita showed us and told us "is you," I saw it.
And then came the endless caravan to La Plata. The highway was as ever, all red and white, the colors of the greatest champions of recent times. Hudson arrived at the toll and the madness began, hundreds of cars, trucks, buses, all waiting for the campus. Pretty crazy that we are living. Then we went to the corner where celebrating the Great and 7 and 50 were all prick to burst the stadium unique. We filled the stands and the playing field for the victory lap of the players at home. I can tell I
my children and my grandchildren with stories of feats of manliness, of handsomeness, fair play, good game. Stories of humiliation and arrogance, and envy of foreign mafias. For all that I lived, there are many who do not even know to dream.
The nervous that first time, we are few situations but almost tied with a tank shot that hit the post. But the second best time would come, the regained Platense Grande individual and collective memory, and ate SA woke everyone, Brujita with his voice of command, retrieving and delivering Chapu to toe, the Cacique was beginning to become an idol, the Tano and Hardy rejected what he passed, Andujar started to show it was for the selection, Sosita longer Sosita and became King Sosa and played great looking everywhere. I left the place Galvan Benitez played a great game, Lugüercio fought everywhere, and tank it was a full arsenal to destroy what remained of SA
For the '19 Pavone was fouled in front of the area and King Sosa stroked the ball and put it in a inatajable for the archer. And click continued to close in on his rival, searched for all sides, up, down, no way. Until 35 minutes after a yellow arc Andujar, anticipates Tank goalkeeper and a unique and unforgettable play makes the most anticipated goal of life. Thereafter
not remember anything, not even waiting for the final whistle, because I was living a dream, a wonderful dream in which the club was devoting my beloved champion for the first time since going on the court. Then came the final whistle, after 5 additional minutes, and I was in heaven. Crazy, decontrol, Just take with anyone, "WE ARE CHAMPIONS CARAJO" said the tank through the loudspeakers. And I saw it, if Tristero, I saw him lift the cup, I saw him turn around, I saw when Brujita showed us and told us "is you," I saw it.
And then came the endless caravan to La Plata. The highway was as ever, all red and white, the colors of the greatest champions of recent times. Hudson arrived at the toll and the madness began, hundreds of cars, trucks, buses, all waiting for the campus. Pretty crazy that we are living. Then we went to the corner where celebrating the Great and 7 and 50 were all prick to burst the stadium unique. We filled the stands and the playing field for the victory lap of the players at home. I can tell I
my children and my grandchildren with stories of feats of manliness, of handsomeness, fair play, good game. Stories of humiliation and arrogance, and envy of foreign mafias. For all that I lived, there are many who do not even know to dream.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Paranoia After Stroke
Champion 1982 Metropolitan Flood
"There was one night, capriciously chosen by memory, that decline, laying male and someone would walk into a cave with a candle that could be adopted as the foundation of the character of students those years, and even more, exultant football would offer later in the National and, above all, the world title in Mexico, Argentina 86.
was the night of the party with Velez, one of the bomb in the locker room, the discussions in the court of discipline, Estudiantes won with an impressive leap of courage and precision of Tata Brown, right at the moment illusions crumbled As in the implosion of a building. What Bilardo and his players had been built, as in stories, as in the happy ending of a movie, ended with a colossal feast for the same stands that until a few minutes before advancing arm in each attack frustration controlled the tenacious defense of velezanos. Students had to win the game because, at that time, it would be clear if I had the temperament, idiosyncrasies, the temper, the nature of a true champion. Students
justice was beat in the rough contest. Velez not only playing against but, again, should face a tense atmosphere and, for the discussions, idly would demand years of absurd speech fights.
time leaves us loose photos, movies, wilted, and myself (Victor Hugo) wanted to take the memories as they come, without diving into the statistics and comments of the time. And those shots of 82, which feed on days of football played by a machine tools supported by all the tactic, but embellished by those magicians of the most creative midfield that is remembered, circus artists that combined with the neatness and risk of trapeze artists, are connected with the values \u200b\u200bof the wonderful world championship 86. Arguably those afternoons and evenings which left a trail indelible Soccer solved with cunning and daring, courage and beauty, meant the cornerstone and philosopher that was built on the most undoubted success of Argentine football. No champion of 82 students, there would be world champion Argentina four years later. [..] Was born, or perhaps be said revived the character of true champions. The road to the conquest of Mexico was inoculated with the same virus of misunderstanding that so often seemed to overwhelm students. Resisted by critics and most unjust betrayal, got as the Tata at the brilliant leap, off rasputinesca conspiracy of politicians, journalists and coaches who tried to bomb the bridges that were built to victory.
Ignored by the titles of the papers of Monday, mistreatment his football for any trip, inconvenient for the business as they would later intruders eighties, having to explain the fierce struggle against the idiocy that even today has any inheritance in the Argentine football, as a platoon advanced students preferred to blow themselves to leave the flags on the battlefield.
It seemed Students and the selection of Mexico 86. The click was a test in which they began to take shape behavior settings, temperament and strategy needed to win a World Cup. So [...] as a gene that defines the color of our skin, Mexico 86 has Delménico, Herrera, Ponce, Brown, Pattern, Trobbiani, Russo, Camino, Gette, Gottardi, Sabella, Lemme, Landucci, Galletti, Monsoon, Gurrieri, Malvarez , Pezzano, Vargas, Bertero, Martinez and Gugnali, the genes that determined their character. The clerk Correbo and behavior, and Bilardo and their wisdom, in a footprint of Trobbiani, Ponce Millimeter pass a hitch Sabella, a run Gottradi, Russo coverage, the standing figure and stern of the Tata , harbored the most amazing feat in the history of Argentine football. "
This story will discuss the students succeeded Metropolitano championship in 1982. But do not be my words but transcribe a text written by Victor Hugo Morales where he talks about the importance of clicking on the world championship selection made by Argentina in 1986. Read and enjoy pride be Pinchas.
"There was one night, capriciously chosen by memory, that decline, laying male and someone would walk into a cave with a candle that could be adopted as the foundation of the character of students those years, and even more, exultant football would offer later in the National and, above all, the world title in Mexico, Argentina 86.
was the night of the party with Velez, one of the bomb in the locker room, the discussions in the court of discipline, Estudiantes won with an impressive leap of courage and precision of Tata Brown, right at the moment illusions crumbled As in the implosion of a building. What Bilardo and his players had been built, as in stories, as in the happy ending of a movie, ended with a colossal feast for the same stands that until a few minutes before advancing arm in each attack frustration controlled the tenacious defense of velezanos. Students had to win the game because, at that time, it would be clear if I had the temperament, idiosyncrasies, the temper, the nature of a true champion. Students
justice was beat in the rough contest. Velez not only playing against but, again, should face a tense atmosphere and, for the discussions, idly would demand years of absurd speech fights.
time leaves us loose photos, movies, wilted, and myself (Victor Hugo) wanted to take the memories as they come, without diving into the statistics and comments of the time. And those shots of 82, which feed on days of football played by a machine tools supported by all the tactic, but embellished by those magicians of the most creative midfield that is remembered, circus artists that combined with the neatness and risk of trapeze artists, are connected with the values \u200b\u200bof the wonderful world championship 86. Arguably those afternoons and evenings which left a trail indelible Soccer solved with cunning and daring, courage and beauty, meant the cornerstone and philosopher that was built on the most undoubted success of Argentine football. No champion of 82 students, there would be world champion Argentina four years later. [..] Was born, or perhaps be said revived the character of true champions. The road to the conquest of Mexico was inoculated with the same virus of misunderstanding that so often seemed to overwhelm students. Resisted by critics and most unjust betrayal, got as the Tata at the brilliant leap, off rasputinesca conspiracy of politicians, journalists and coaches who tried to bomb the bridges that were built to victory.
Ignored by the titles of the papers of Monday, mistreatment his football for any trip, inconvenient for the business as they would later intruders eighties, having to explain the fierce struggle against the idiocy that even today has any inheritance in the Argentine football, as a platoon advanced students preferred to blow themselves to leave the flags on the battlefield.
It seemed Students and the selection of Mexico 86. The click was a test in which they began to take shape behavior settings, temperament and strategy needed to win a World Cup. So [...] as a gene that defines the color of our skin, Mexico 86 has Delménico, Herrera, Ponce, Brown, Pattern, Trobbiani, Russo, Camino, Gette, Gottardi, Sabella, Lemme, Landucci, Galletti, Monsoon, Gurrieri, Malvarez , Pezzano, Vargas, Bertero, Martinez and Gugnali, the genes that determined their character. The clerk Correbo and behavior, and Bilardo and their wisdom, in a footprint of Trobbiani, Ponce Millimeter pass a hitch Sabella, a run Gottradi, Russo coverage, the standing figure and stern of the Tata , harbored the most amazing feat in the history of Argentine football. "
Thanks Victor Hugo, your words fill me excited and proud.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Brown Tinged Spotting A Few Days Before Period
universal, universal Leon Narigón
was the April 13, 2006, we played against Bolivar 8th qualifying for the finals of the Copa Libertadores. We had to gain or because of Colombia Independiente Santa Fe was winning, so it was all or nothing. But Bolivians took the lead after the '25 the first time and it got ugly, both on the pitch as in heaven, because nothing arose a terrible wind, flying around, dirt, dust, glasses, papers. It seemed that had been a tornado or something, and up it started to rain really pouring rain, was incredible as the rain beat on his side, and no one had as a shelter because it was hot all day. And worse because the pitch was over we had to turn the game, players had to fight the flood, wind, and the court that each time got worse. Luckily the tank Pavone tie the game in the '33 and the tension up through the roof as in all the cup matches. I would not go! If, as always arrived late in the game and we could not define it, with the draw Bolivians went and we were left with nothing. And that I see that mark the discount. I wanted to kill, they were only 4 minutes that separated us from the joy or sadness, feel a click or a Tripero failed. And no longer watching the game, he looked at the sky screaming for the goal that the players got tired of looking everywhere. "The click was all guts and heart" said the Ole the next day.
Then came the miracle, when there was nothing, Sergeants Three scorer turned around and hit him with the heart to the ball to pop the throats of the entire band of clicks that did not fail to encourage under the rain of shit who did not want to stop, was the wolf, who will not stop mourn ...
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Cold Sore On Dog Lips
Carlos Salvador Bilardo
. March 16, 1939, 68. Witch is next to one of the greatest idols of the club. Pincharrata player and coach was and is a unique privilege and unique: It is the only person who was connected directly with all the achievements of the club. Metropolitan champion as a player was 1968, three-time America '68 '69 '70 '69 Inter-American champion and world champion 1968. Then commanded the white and red as coach of the '82 champion (m) '83 (national), but this team was coached by Way, were virtually the same players. And created the basis for the champions of '06 (Tanque Pavone, Prince Sosa Cacique Angeleri).
What can be said of a person who is a good example to follow. As my mom taught me as a boy (Bilardo as few, faithful devotee of everything you do or say the Carlos Salvador). "You you have to be like him, a doctor, journalist, technical player and champion of everything, and even has time to raise a family" and tell me now who is a minister of sports of the province. As they do with passion, nothing is impossible.
Carlos was born in the barrio of La Paternal, and in 1958 debuted the first of San Lorenzo. He then went to play English Sport where he was from 1961 to 1965, which came to Grande the city to settle for ever. After his time as a player where he won everything to win, in 1971 took over the team Pincharrata that was wrong, and we avoided relegation, and he did it pro bono. Then again in '75 and was in command of a great team that undefeated, was a shot at glory. Then he returned in '82 to pursue the Argentine champion who catapulted to the selection.
'82 championship at that dazzled both his capacity he was called to lead the selection one step after the World Cup Spain '82 as or even more disappointing that the World 2002.
was the best coach you've had a selection Argentina throughout its history, with a world championship in 1986 and a runner in 1990.
After passing his wisdom and selections by other teams (Sevilla, Boca, selection of Libya among others) devoted himself to sports journalism. Participate in programs at Fox Sports, is a commentator on various parties, both the selection as the classic on Sunday. " She also has a radio program on the Web, where the band of punctures went looking in 2003 to return in a moment where the potatoes burn. And again, until needed. Please note that the money they charge for the first few months were for the children's hospital. There is a large, giant the big nose. One Sunday
became the largest, so that all kids can enjoy it in the click bank. So late that, as to forget, if we fill up the trash as ever in the history of the fort. I never saw people like that afternoon, there were many things, many emotions floating around. When that nose stuck in the tunnel was magical, the people in the audiences stood up and applauding all he could. It was deafening the "borombombom borombombom is the team's big nose." To me shaking all over, would you do if all I had read and heard about this now I could live in the flesh. No one imagined at that time was brewing a long-term work would give us the greatest joy, Carlos gave continuity and confidence to players who were stars in the Apertura 2006, Sosa, Pavone, Angeleri, and others that although they were not on that team, came to be idols club: Carrusca, Krupoviesa, Gelabert.
What more can you say of the great Carlos Salvador? Well I leave to approach you in the comments. For my part: Carlos, thank you very much for being who you were, what you are, and all you do and say things that always leave us a lesson.
And do not forget that when you play football, no friends, all serving to win, the opponent must be stepped ...
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