dusk a plane flew over the city and dropped a bomb. The roar was heard everywhere. The hills surrounding the repeated roar of torn metal, so many said that it was a series of bombs: the city was invaded by panic. The people gave to escape, the dealers out of business, abandoned cars littered the streets. A woman ran onto the sidewalk, shouting, "My son, my son! '. Then he was silent and was the silence, a silence of death. After a moment the lights went out and all Tegucigalpa sank into darkness.
The Honduran government, at least at first, tolerated the influx, because there was ground to work with and low population density. Until the Honduran peasants, those who already were in Honduras, El Salvador prior to immigration, it started complaining about not having land to work. The government, pro-American, fell in embarrassment. Honduras and more than half because it was owned by an American multinational that traded in bananas and, consequently, there was no land to distribute. The only viable solution remains to divide the land among the peasants in Honduras Honduran employed over the years by farmers in El Salvador, pushing them to their country. The Salvadoran military government to oligarchic control, however, did not remain inert. Also because, as mentioned above, there was no land in El Salvador. Or rather, the land was there, but in other hands. The rich. Inevitable international friction is created. With farmers in the middle. Nothing seemed lost for the representative of El Salvador, who could still count on the return leg to bring the play-off challenge. It happened in El Salvador, however, that a girl named Amelia Bolanos he shot himself to the heart to miss seeing on television from his country. The government and the media rode the episode. After two days the state funeral was celebrated with direct national and senior state in the queue to the coffin of the girl. The tension for the return match, meanwhile, rose dramatically. On 14 June, the Honduran national arrived in San Salvador for the return match. The local fans returned the favor and metal drums and the government, for his part, a bolus injection. The Estadio De La Flor Blanca - which today is known as Jorge "Magico" Gonzalez - the day after it was militarized. In a surreal atmosphere, the national of El Salvador took what he thought was his due. He won 3 to zero, with two goals and the goals of the companion centrattacco Martinez Acevedo department, returning home stunned the eleven Honduras.
After reading these facts in the newspaper, Luis said that war would break out: At one time it was a good correspondent, knew what was spoken. "In Latin America," he said "the line between football and politics is very thin and long is the list of governments overthrown or killed by the army for a loss of national"
And, in fact, the war broke out. A few days after the playoff victory at the Estadio Azteca in El Salvador in Mexico City (3 to 2, yet Martinez for Salvadorans, even twice. Responding to Gomez and Cardona for Honduras. Finally, the decisive goal in extra time of Rodriguez that earned him the World). It lasted a few days, just under a week. It was fought with guns used by German troops during World War II (the Mauser ) and the victims were about six thousand. The problems were solved within the war. Of course, lasted one hundred hours because those are not economically sustainable, particularly as, outside of any strategy by both countries. Perhaps a contributing cause, a pretext, a means. Maybe coincidence. Or maybe he was right in defining Luis with a veil the distance between the ball and military governments.
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Ryszard Kapucinsky was born in Pinsk, when he was still in Poland. He studied in Warsaw and a life he worked as a correspondent for the Third World Polska Agencja Prasow ( Polish Press Agency). Among his books, including Ebony , including several from Africa and matches Shah-in-Shah, a splendid analysis of the revolutions of the soul.
For most people who live in the real world ends up on the doorstep, at the edge of the village, at most, on the border the valley. The world beyond is unreal, insignificant and even useless, and what they have on hand and under the eyes rises to the size of a large universe obscuring everything else.
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