he whole bloody match was Palmer searching for that goal.
It was against Liverpool, who had celebrated past dawn for their championship.
There it lay, nevertheless, the last minute of the match , hot as hell (without a C. Palmer on the scoresheet).
Until our hero came…
With a quick, clever move full of “viveza criolla”, with the precision to ask for the foul while falling! (?), Moisés Caicedo — niño Moi, PAC-MAN, MoiSEX, call him what you will — made his final run, only to gift Palmer a penalty.
And the whole pitch stank to team spirit.
What a great pleasure it was to witness such a magnificent example of sacrifice, humility, and sincere friendship.
In Andean culture, we offer gifts to new friends, so that the relationship begins with gratitude.
I’m so glad to see these supreme values — of the culture I feel represented by — alive on the field.
Chelsea is a much better team today after this win against the champs.
