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The eleven

were eleven which went down in history as "Those" were eleven who made the red away kit that the victories were eleven that greeted the end of the shock at the Temple de la Castellana, eleven were born to play and win that afternoon, they were eleven achieved that feat for the time, were eleven who embraced a title as if it were near the tunnel, were eleven, D'Alessandro, Pedraza, Juan, Bustillo, Boats, Tomé, Alves, Ameijenda, Henry, Jack and Galleguillos ... those who represented us and wore our defense that cold January afternoon in the capital, were these eleven, eleven of the Bernabeu ...

This was the lineup that the UDSalamanca 01/16/1977 filed at the Bernabeu, his only victory over the story, and that for many years has been regarded as one of the exploits of this team mythical.

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Always with me

many years, almost since I started fond of these colors, around the time of naranjito, and readings by Gil Pérez, I fell in love with an eleven.
And it was not for having seen them play, not because he was the first seen since Helmántico preference ... even by listening to their achievements in national radio on Sunday winter not because anyone tell me how moved the ball ... it was only because he was always with me ...
Where I lived, the wall of my room has been chaired by the same image, that of an eleven of the 70 in color, with Don and Don Joao Jorge at the helm, I've seen every morning when I wake up from those early 80 ...

Thanks to the books of 50 years, sponsored by MAS, was hiding inside a small poster in color, like a double folio, of a party in Helmántico of 76-77, with a spectacular quality for time ... I had never seen so close!; Rezza and Juanjo looking at the camera ... the rest expectant looking for other places like watching closely to those who were going to face and in the opposing camp were his eleven also ... what team looked? ...

From kid, and fortunately without much damage has endured over the years, and has rested on the walls of Salamanca, Oviedo, Valencia, Albacete ... where destiny has led me always with me ... .

One day, back in my teens I wanted to know, which party should, and what happened that sunny afternoon in which D'Alessandro, Juan, Rezza, Iglesias, Enrique Motor (standing), and Juanito, Victor , Alves, Pita and Perez (squat) ... went the lawn of Helmántico.
The times that I saw that picture, without knowing anything about that game, the times I've recited their names by rote the magnificent style of Zaragoza or Barcelona of Kubala and Serrat ... how many times I saw Alves gloves, yellow boots of George and the red bracelet Rezza, sewn together to the shield side of the heart ...

One day I knew, I knew it was a September 5, 1976, the day that photo was the day that the 11 men went to Helmántico and formed like that for my particular eternity, was on the first day of league that season, and I knew I was Real Madrid visiting the Helmántico and find out we lost 0-1 ...

The chronicles speak of an unjust result, that the game changed 23 minutes after the photo, when boats in an accidental collision with Jensen broke his nose and the computer broke down ... Enrique markings-Velazquez, Pita-Breitner and Alves-Del Bosque, Enrique was modified to pass to the left side, which left an orphan Motor Ameijenda come in midfield ...

The chronicles speak of a shot to stick with Miguel Juanito Angel beat the stroke of half, and Breitner's goal in the second half, and a book on Joao penalty in the area of \u200b\u200bNorth Fund at the buzzer ... with the resulting anger of respectability to the conclusion of the meeting on Biscayan Urrestarazu ... that sunny afternoon in which he debuted in the Helmántico Alves.

Many years of watching the eleven, traveling with me, one of the best ever without a doubt ... a side that after 34 years is more alive than ever in memory of my marriage and many times I watch, like many other days, knowing you will always be me.

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Garcia Remon takes the ball from the goal after the Alves goal.

On January 16, 1977, around ten to six pm; the cat-Odessa ", made the journey more bitter for a goalkeeper, walking the steps to separate its initial position, the back of the net, that network you would not want to ever come from within, on that sunny Sunday afternoon ... a memorable trip to Joao Alves, played left wing of Juanito, marked the only victory remembered Union in the capital fief .

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