He will not change anything about his routine, his habits elevated to the rank of immutable ritual. Once swallowed this calabash of mate which accompanies him like a fetish, this Sunday, December 3, at noon, in the locker room of the Océane stadium in Le Havre, Manuel Ugarte will wrap, as before each match, his right wrist with a bandage. No superstition in the gesture, just protection for this bracelet that his mother, Mabel Ribeiro, gave him by revealing to him that three of his wishes will come true when the knots of the jewel undo themselves.
