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.

Monday, February 4, 2008

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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.