Text N6 Journalism: talking about finals matches

Yesterday I was supporting my family in the Olympic Atahualpa Stadium; their plans were to be back to the stadium to watch the other final match in the Ecuadorian soccer championship. The previous year they traveled to Latacunga but this time the title was won at home, with a full stadium. I will be yellow until death (Barcelona Fan) forever; I have never felt appreciative for Argentina's team Boca Juniors and Deportivo Quito for being my family team. The stadium was packed and they were all suffering because Cuenca´s team had already won titles in the capital and this was not the occasion. Michael Arroyo struck down the game from a free throw, putting the team on top. It´s has been five years since I've witnessed a final match out on the field, remembering that day, sheer folly.

Late 2004 was the year we went, things were the same here, we voted for president and after that we try to put in down off the power, the city with traffic that is now clearly worsened and the expected end of the local tournament is defined in two stages, Capwell and White House, the Guayaquil’s teams are the only option to get the title while National and Liga de Quito played only for the honor, but really the only team in that position was the white team. It was a totally aggressive year between the two teams, verbal battles were attempted by anyone at that time era of the leadership of Eduardo Barcelona Boher, abduction of a flag by the “White Death” (Muerte Blanca) and the known damage caused in March of that year South Dark (Sur Oscura).

The final day of the tournament started early for me, 1 am exactly where my friend “the squirrel” would come, his cousin, Charlie and Siloe Titi. There I was outside the airport. The best was to come flying from the terminal because there were reports of abuses among league fans who might see the return as Barcelona Olympic Stadium as they tried to prevent the entry of all Barcelona’s fans. Punching from hours before the game near the Stadium. No more anti football attitude this year, wanting to play fair when there was a clear awareness that this look, the title was yellow because if Barcelona was going to win no matter what happened with Emelec in their stadium, but a draw or defeat as they placed depended on the outcome.

Zero fights for my part, I saw some familiar faces swollen up, whom I tried to avoid bumping. The real fight would be on the field of the stadium. Starting the game and the first time and all teams were on the field. The second half starts and Liga manages to defend the honor of their house, scores two points and Barcelona´s coach, the Indian Solari fails to change at the end as if there have been enough to stay with the urge to jump the stadium. Barcelona shouting to be heard throughout Ponciano; it opened the doors wide to Emelec as the new champion. At the end of the encounter more bumps and violence, Liga will be comforted to know that even the happy stage is unbeaten to Barcelona, which is not entirely true since Barcelona won in the league at 98 but with the rules of that tournament were not accepted draws and Barcelona won, during penalties and still they did not manage to beat Barcelona.