There is a strange feeling of helplessness when walking in the rain.
No matter how able is the genius of each to seal the moisture-laden clouds, which sooner or later you end up dripping socks. Once the storm started on our heads, it is impossible not to feel the urge to run, terrified as if water were an acid to undo the garments.
must be a fundamental reason why wet look good is synonymous with a deep disgust. But it is true that a routine kill any indication of rarity.
Then I ask myself, what if the rain really eating into the garments of the people, make sense of modesty? I can not imagine a world without that feeling so closethat indeed was not the only red and black he wore his shirt with pride
. Suddenly one of them approached me and said very softly
"For me and I'll peel little dude.
El Tolo Gallego went once with its picture of Tiger putting a line of 5
back and playing football quite boring: Atlas was in possession of the ball half way up, but led by Cáceres impenetrable barrier made it very
closed meeting. In it, a hook (for a defensive error on a poor clearance rojinegra), overwhelmed by Cerda left on a pass that ended up getting the Fool Saavedra to mark the 1 to 0. There were those who shouted
-Rojinegros around, it will go worse than the Tecos.
But Atlas was still much higher in the meeting, unless the defense led by Colotto, who despite his cries of Outside the Loco Abreu kept coming in line with the defense producing some dangerous moves.
end of the first time, in a move to C. Valdez, Marioni and Rergis, the red and black tie and I dared to shout the Gol because I knew that the party could win.
At halftime, Hector and I threw a beer and put a pretty funny show with women's leagues that you could see overweight.
For the second time, took the Fool Tolo and started shouting against him, including:
"Today we will lose what GALLEGO!
Or: "That
Fuck thel technical director, decided to change the formation, put the frog Encina and "strengthened" the defense, which was becoming worse. Unexpected happened: A poor clearance from the same Encina
gets into Arenas and legs tied the game.
And there once it is found that the Tigre fans have no memory.
And I was resigned to see a draw, when in minute 92 ... 93 .... a corner kick and goalkeeper
rojinegro has a very bad start, and Caceres makes the volcano roared as he had never heard.
I decided it best to take the flight of the stadium, and was going through the tunnel to far out when he heard the referee's final whistle followed by a cry from the fans ensordecerdor. While I was flooded in a mixture of anger and sadnessa, imagine how life would be without the losers were hoping for a sweet, sweet revenge.
BombadeHormigas.
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