They say that parenthood confronts you with the big questions of life, and I believe that is true. During the pregnancy I did not stop doing the math and thinking about a transcendental dilemma: ‘If Alvaro Born during the break between seasons, what membership card do I get for him? The one of the recently completed 2022/23 or the one of the future 2023/24?’.
There is a legal loophole that is difficult to interpret, but when the time came, the club answered this existential question with bureaucratic coldness. They did not sell season tickets once the season ended and the rule must be respected, so Alvaro He had to wait a few precious weeks in the limbo of those ‘without a team’, in the worst of society. Along the way, in addition, some new subscriber must have slipped in and lost some valuable numbers that will make it difficult for him to one day become the number one member of the entity. Now I am condemned to live with that anguish. When the boy realizes all this, I don’t know if he will forgive me.
Maybe then I’ll share with him a trick I plan to try. This infallible maneuver will be my last wish. The only thing I will ask on my deathbed is that my descendants hide my death from the club and continue renewing my card until eternity. Surely there is also a legal loophole that is difficult to interpret that we can take advantage of. Being the number 1 partner from beyond, what can go wrong? My great-grandchildren will excuse my absence from the tributes – which they will undoubtedly want to pay me – and everyone will understand it, without suspecting it. Logical: a 146-year-old man needs to rest.
At the moment I’m going to the stadium with my middle son. The poor Teo He had a monumental scare the other day. Suddenly people started doing the wave and he had never seen the wave done. Imagine what this is like: the boy saw that thousands of people were starting to get up from their seats and he looked at me with a face of tremendous panic. He thought there was an earthquake, a free distribution or a fire.
When I explained to him about the wave he quickly went from incomprehension to amusement. Teo He made mini waves with his fingers, which in turn added to the big wave when he reached our seats. The wave within the wave, very nice gesture. Maybe I hadn’t done the wave since I was a child, but I was forced to participate so as not to create trauma for the little boy, and so that he wouldn’t think that his father was the weirdo who didn’t join in the celebration. While doing the wave I thought about what we were experiencing: millennia of civilization to end up doing the wave. The summit of humanity, the summit of thought. The wave unites anyone with anyone. It doesn’t matter social class, political sign or age group. The wave unites so much that feijóo would now be president of Government If the wave had started in the Congress.
When the game ended, we stayed in the stands. With the excuse of the orange sunset, I kept Teo and I took photos for the memory. In reality, my son had been surprised by the wave because he is the victim of a misfortune: his father is a multi-employed sports journalist who can only take him to the field on vacation or during paternity leave, that is, almost never. And we really like going to football together, and that’s why we stay there extending the moment. Me, thinking if all this makes any sense, and happy, but at the same time restless. Full happiness is impossible when you are -almost- old. Like the wave, it escapes while you are feeling it.
2023-10-07 05:01:01
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