Political passion and pettiness Vinotinto

The recalcitrant ends of the political right that The Vinotinto Venezuelan insult our football team ─ ─ reap their best achievements during the ten years the government of Hugo Chavez, the "unspeakable" (as they say) destroyer of its historic status privileges.

Yes, indeed, rejoice in the Vinotinto by our gentile projected in the international arena, but will not let resentment soundly drop his cry of happiness. "Long live the Vinotinto! ─ ─ pussy ─ retract, but it is in the Chavez government, fuck no! ─. viii ...!" That never recognize the support provided by central government policies at national sport except football, which is now doing quite well, with a chance even crowned champion when you take into account that touched the buttocks of Paraguay when he tied the game four minutes of injury time.

He had never seen the national team friendly travel as far to meet so many teams in the world, growing and diversifying your gaming experience, for foguearse and move slowly in that level ─ must be said: the team has struggled to raise their level ─. In a decade, polished, were outlined, left the den of the Cinderella story where we had gotten. In a decade changed the history of the past half century.

"Today the team plays and the country suffers and rejoices in their sorrows and joys, while some bid on and containing such petty nationalist rotten."

Sounds great and very attractive ─ ─ that they had not won in Chile in the last 44 years and monumental first quarter-final passes. Both national discouragement was a joke that was said, when the lost Vintotinto "They played like never before and lost as usual." But in the end, the story changed to the present, present to judge the past, when you never saw, for example, that a head of state should continue to detail and personal attention sets congratulate the players, the team aupara, made jokes stimulants with other heads of state of emergency and superiority of our team. Worse, now that a head of state does, they, the Venezuelan political recalcitracia not lose the opportunity to show what they are made, the old stale cream of the past: laugh and cry the unspeakable empava the team.

The Vinotinto now beats Uruguay, Chile, Bolivia, tied to large as Brazil and Paraguay, and Venezuela's right-wing political recalcitrance still attached to their doom, past, to meanness, stupidity, madness, to the ingratitude and unknown to the present. With phlegm, argue that the team cut his teeth in the humiliation of the past ─ as befits a beginner: they are his words to bear ─ dignity of adulthood and present. Simple evolution. Never shine never before has there specific state policy that encourages sport and pearl gloss polish, like now.

Political country someday evolve into the brightness and adulthood that are required to have an awareness of right-wing opposition that the country is one and that everything that burns in their altar, for their benefit, is for everyone, for the fact the Venezuelan without meanness. The political maturity of the political right have (too!) cojones to recognize both the shortcomings of their own (the coup, for example) and virtues of others, as the present government policy in support of the sport, for social equality, for sharing with criteria of wealth, for the redress of wrongs, as was the task of the old Don Quixote.

Fifteen years ago he lost or won The Vinotinto unnoticed, hardly anyone knew it. Today the team plays and the country suffers and rejoices in their sorrows and joys, while some bid on and containing such petty nationalist rotten. Long live Venezuela, gosh, for everyone!