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.
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