I have already told here that since the beginning of my career, when I woke up on Sundays on classics day, I thought about Paraguayan journalists and felt sorry for them.
I would see Santos x Palmeiras, King Pelé x Divino Ademir da Guia; Corinthians x São Paulo, Reizinho do Parque Rivellino x Gérson Canhotinha de Ouro.
What would the Guarani colleague see? Cerro Porteño vs Olimpia? Who against whom? The famous nobody versus the anonymous?
In recent years, the picture has changed and on Sundays of Barcelona vs Real Madrid, Lionel Messi vs Cristiano Ronaldo, or Liverpool vs Manchester City, Mohamed Salah vs Kevin De Bruyne, I woke up with envy from Spanish and English journalists.
This Sunday (21), no!
This Sunday I woke up certain that there wouldn’t be a game in the world as good as Palmeiras vs Flamengo, Gustavo Scarpa vs Giorgian De Arrascaeta.
And it wouldn’t have, despite the beautiful spectacle provided by Newcastle and City, hours before, for the third round of the Premier League.
It is said that it was an extraordinary game, a 3-3 draw, one of those in which the dancer’s score is explained more by the merit of the attackers than by the deficiency of the defenses.
The two-time English champion took the lead, took the comeback from 3 to 1 and sought equality, with shows by Belgian De Bruyne, French Allan Saint-Maximin, Norwegian Erling Halland and Brazilian Bruno Guimarães.
Game without having the decisive atmosphere of the Brazilian classic, not so technically minor.
In fact, alviverdes and rubros-negros created such an expectation that the people of The Guardian, or El País, would love to live and follow closely.
But, there is always one, announced lineups, Flamengo chose to privilege the Copa do Brasil and put team B.
Disrespect to the fans, regardless of the result.
It became a common game by reducing alviverde’s motivation and reducing it only to the search for a good result for the qualified red-black mixed team. There was no Dom Arrascaeta, no Pedro, no Gabigol, no Rodinei (oops!).
There, the English game won 5-0.
At half-time, Cariocas won, a goal by Victor Hugo, in a lackluster classic.
Gávea’s sixth unbeaten victory in ten matches for the Brazilian against the rival, team B better than the leader’s A, all this, in addition to a decrease to six points between the two, but frustrating for the expectation created.
Just not.
Because Abel Ferreira must have set the team on fire at half-time and the second we have ended up being played in honor of the house: losing to the reserves? No way!
Raphael Veiga tied 1 to 1, which did justice to the game, although without doing what was expected, that is, if it was to be unforgettable, it was not.
Just one more, even if it’s good.
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It is clear that the rare reader and the rare reader know that this SHEET has, among its columnists, writers of the best quality. So many that it’s almost impossible to keep up.
That’s why I make two recommendations here for those who are distracted: “Newton”, by Luís Francisco Carvalho Filho, in open competition with Franz Kafka, and “A vida futuro”, by Sérgio Rodrigues, as if he were Machado de Assis.
You know good envy? So it is.
Although there is a but, because there is always a but.
They are two unmissable books with the sin of having few pages, 129 the first, 166 the other.
Then you read each line wanting to go back to the first so you don’t get to the last one.
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