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
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.
In a blustery, cold and rainy evening in Wellington (OK, that’s a bit redundant, all Wellington evenings are like that, even in summer), a Boca Juniors side made up of a mixture of reserves and new signings never managed to find much consistency or flair on the pitch.