Monday, April 20, 2009

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Braveheart


today could be a lost city in the United States (Columbus wave), living above and looking down notes. Or perhaps in Arabia, Qatar, Russia, Mexico or any other exotic destination, with its six-star hotels, sports without pressure or any other type. But no. You chose the winding road, a second return to the club you love and you already know their mismanagement for having eaten the shank of a first round that was glorious, and which still having (some things remain the same or worse) a lot more to lose than to win. With amnesia and ungrateful to the contrary, to limit your chances, risking your physical, not a few games where you play infiltrator, besides being too many occasions that admirable effort (you come from an operation and rivals give you no mercy) fall into a vacuum bag and rudimentary a young team still can not fully exploit you. To make matters worse, recently were the victim of an armed assault. You know the security that having lived in Monaco, Paris or Washington. You were always someone brave faced complications and said what he thought. With courage to get the 10, 16 years River. To assume that perhaps fate was going to play a trick: on the generation gap, as tragic grimace best years of your career going to stay away from the Ramones and Enzos were you born / grow. But always, always went forward with admirable fortitude without expecting anything in return. Like when you go to world 2 to play less than you thought, after defining goals made. In this round, in your turn, you have no ads that break records or pursue political ambitions or to initial multimillion dollar contracts. Yours is the pure glory. Therefore, what happened yesterday is a gift. Your gift, generously extended to all River fans, who see in you see that touch of quality that both need and allows us to stay alive and excited. Came to this doll. Nothing more and nothing less. Heartfelt thanks to you I say.