“Until yesterday” of the subtitle is force of expression, because Mino Letter was definitely covered with glory on the last day 2, like this Sheetfairly and worthy, it registered on the front page and in beautiful obituary, despite the criticism of Mino to the newspaper, not always fair and often exaggerated.
Because he was permanently exaggerated in his battles.
If anyone wanted to buy easy fight with Mino, it was enough to say that the Brazilian defeat in Sarriá, Barcelona, July 5, 1982, had been unfair.
Mino climbed the clogs – that I didn’t use, elegant as it was – and stuck in the provocateur’s face, at the very least, the stamp of not understanding anything about football.
I am a witness to that. Better, or worse, I was a victim of this.
Yes, one beautiful day, actually on a Thursday night in the then exquisite restaurant Massimo, in Paulistana Alameda Santos, there by the late 1980s, falls into the blunder of saying that the Italian victory was unmerited.
He was on a humorous journey and, instead of cursing me, although he said disappointed because he thought the score director understood the ball, invited me to review the game, something I had already done the week of the defeat.
He added that he would make a pasta and offer a good wine as soon as we just saw what became known in Brazil as the “tragedy of Sarriá”, a true Maracanazo for an entire generation born after 1950.
Mino besides writing like few, painting very well, cooked admirably and, of course, I thought I had talent for tennis and knew a lot about football, which I loved.
There I went to your apartment the following week.
Mino had a cassette tape with the 90 minutes from 3 to 2, and what we saw, I with unimaginable distancing at the time of the classic, in fact, was a fair result, full of alternatives and with the famous penalty of Gentile in Zico, to the point of riping the shirt of the chicken, not marked by Israeli referee Abraham Klein.
I humbly recognized that there was no injustice, although it considered that the great Italian team, if played ten times with the extraordinary Brazilian team, would lose eight times, tie one, with what would be eliminated, and win one, that, in that fateful date.
Mino didn’t tell me few and good because I was at his house, but she was grateful when she read my column recognizing that that afternoon, and only that afternoon, Italy had been better.
Brabas X Caloves
Everything was for Sunday (14), at 10:30 am, in Itaquera, in the decision of the Brasileirão.
With nearly 20,000 fans, a record audience in club games in women’s football in Minas Gerais, Horto, Cruzeiro and Corinthians tied in a match where goalkeeper Camila, of the Cabbs, shone, and Brabas, Nicole, handed the 1-1 goal.
The Corinthian advantage is now limited to playing as principal, and probably facing well more than 20,000 people.
Nothing that scares the cabulaous, everything that stimulates the Brabas.
Corinthians were slightly better in Belo Horizonte, even deserved to win and was double punished for the goal that decreed the 2-2 of former alvinegra Isabela, whom Corinthians owes money from awards and salaries.
How embarrassing!
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