16.7.09

Football Confessions: Tres dias mas tarde, un domingo a la mañana, se puso su primer camiseta

(Three days later, a Sunday morning, he put his first football shirt on)

Sometime in 1977
The first time I went to a football stadium I was six. I sat with my Dad in the Belgrano plateas on a crisp Sunday afternoon. The first thing I remember noticing was the sound of the crowd and the greenness of the pitch. When River Plate scored the first goal everyone stood up and shouted GOL but I did not move. I was overwhelmed absorbing the energy around me and I did not know what to do. My Dad turned and said “Cecilia, we scored”. I was so happy.

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