Though many fans of River Plate are still slowly coming to terms with the thought of having to play in the second division in Argentina, others have already begun planning and thinking about the challenge ahead.
Today, I became “one of those fans”. The kind whose team just got relegated, whose goal now is merely to get back to what they once were, rather than in striving to be the best. The kind who are caught crying in the stands at the sheer helplessness of watching your team fail utterly.
What’s your team? I get asked that question all the time when people first learn I’m a football fan. And they usually learn that pretty quickly, since being Argentine is fairly synonymous with being a football fan, in the view of most of the football-playing world. My answer is pretty simple: River Plate. I’m very proud… Continue reading Saving my love and hate for the future
It wasn’t just the score line that Argentina managed against Spain that I enjoyed this week. The team itself looks better-poised and more balanced, and lost none of the attacking verve that they displayed in South Africa. It also seems to augur the continued employment of Sergio “Checho” Batista as manage, another reason to be happy.
Back in my formative years, during the previous century, I was one very concerned 5-year-old. Concerned for football, that is.
Recently I was reading an article in lifehacker.com, “Top 10 Ways Your Brain Is Sabotaging You (and How to Beat It)” — you know, a little light reading before bed and all that — when I was struck by the similarities between the 10 ways and the way that managers handle their transfer dealings.
River Plate are in a serious relegation battle in Argentina as the season kicks off, and it has me looking at the concept of relegation in a whole new light. Suddenly, my nature as a football fan has changed and the wins of the past mean little. All that matters is The Average.