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Hate !!!!! The South American Comic Relief

is difficult to explain the emotion I feel toward the games. I love, like all such sporting events. In a country that only lives and breathes football, the South Americans are a wave of freshness that comes.

Actually, I'm sort of autistic sports freak. When I can, I miss the Olympics, I was awake at 3:00 am watching Maria Isabel Urrutia lifted the weight of his gold medal for Colombia in Syndey, tantrums by the bad transmission of Athens, I enjoyed those Beijing even in the middle of my rumba (I saw the men's volleyball final half drunk in a building with people in the U.S.) and I've been watching the winter that just happened in Vancouver.

I must confess that I love because I wanted to be a top athlete. Breaking a brand, Citius Altius Fortius, the efforts to enshrine a clear objective, simple and ultimately futile, I find something beautiful, and worth ... is spiritual. However, I never had the talent to do so. Looking back I have had the future in swimming, but I always get sick of hearing. I wanted to dive but I was too old (he was 12, had to be started from 11) and went through a number of sports with more pain than glory.

But that does not mean that I can return a devoted fan. And so I like games that have come to Medellin, because they gave me the opportunity to enjoy a few games but did not know where the overwhelming majority of athletes, and my bar was more by nationalism than on sporting merit, enjoyed them a lot. I could go to some skills live, and there were many who saw it on television because of the very great reaction to it among the people.

was phenomenal, rather than be seen looking at or skills, it was because I could actually see what Medellin makes the city it is. I have always been paradoxical fact that while most touted of this city is the people are friendly, and the warmth of the deal and all that, one feels that in Medellín people try to shut more, spread more, leaving less the least populated and mixing with people from other city, either out of fear, whether by classism or whatever. Foreigners are always welcome, but sometimes I feel that the countries themselves more and more we parted.

In these games, sitting with a bunch of strangers on the side, and talk quietly of how she went to Maria Luisa, or comment on the beauty of any athlete, to seek explanations for the scores of Judo and the like, or even chatting with Peruvian player in the subway took me back a little of my faith in people. And if you live in a city is to live alone, but to talk to the one at hand, and never meet again.

For me, the best game that was. Being with the people of Medellin, the games they enjoy and feel part of the city. More than 144 gold in Colombia, more than the opening and closing, rather than new scenarios and more than the party atmosphere of peace and Latin American brotherhood.

about just now I saw, there was nothing like the road cycling. It is truly a national sport. I think I've never understood as usual. But this post is the must stay.