La danza de la lluvia (SPA-ENG)

The rain dance

Many ancient cultures have some kind of ritual to invoke the heavens to open and rain to fall on the earth.

It is curious to see that none of them have thought that they should also have a counterpart, something like a handbrake, a kind of umbrella dance, or a dry dance, you can't call it what you want, but they have a safety method so that when they have gone overboard with the movements and the magic passes, the waterfalls in buckets and the land is flooded to the point of being useless for a while, you can glimpse the disaster and say: "Stop, man, you've gone too far."

We must consider that some tribes take advantage of the occasion and since they have to dance to attract rain, they try to cleanse their land of evil spirits, always getting two for one is good business and sometimes a bargain when they can get rid of some undesirable that is always hanging around the places that these native peoples usually use.

Maybe something like this happened yesterday afternoon and some landowner witch who lacked moisture in his fields invoked water and went overboard with the invocation; a friend of those who are never missing, who knows in depth the ins and outs of the sport, told me that the witch in question ate too many energy bars to make up for the lack of exercise. Maybe he needs a @viviana.fitness to train him a little, however, it is already late, the game was played on a flooded field, more suitable for planting rice than for being used in a qualifying match for the next World Cup.

It seemed like a small thing for so much water to see how with 4 rollers the excess of the liquid element was removed from the surface of the playing field, if @palabras1 had been there, he would surely have hung some of them from his bicycle and in a while it would have dried much more than the poor assistants who tried without success to get the field into an acceptable condition.

The referee seemed more eager to go home than to blow the whistle, but obligations are obligations. And then the match began, it was strange to see how the protagonists tried to adapt to a terrain that insisted on stopping any attempt to play low, as these two teams normally do, both teams try to treat the ball well, advance with precise passes and circulate the game trying to find the gaps to go deep and create danger. None of that was possible to achieve, the long balls prevailed and that's how the game was played, or rather a parody of a game was formed.

Although it was fast, in Argentina's goal, it was possible to portray the great help that the world champion team had. Someone got a boat, and thus, it was easier to get close to the rival goal. Local cleverness, we call it here. " Cheating," they shouted from the stands. There was nothing to do; the lenses of the VAR cameras were dirty or fogged up. Go on, go on, were the words that came from the lips of the person in charge of dispensing justice, they are the ones that referees most often use when they want to act distracted, 1-0 and cry on the pitch for the return match.

At one point, I thought I saw a fish jump out of the water in search of an insect to feed on. In an advance by the Vinotinto, it was stopped in the best way by a puddle of water that the white and blue team nicknamed "black lagoon" since you couldn't see the bottom. Even Leandro Paredes stepped on the edge of that pond and buried himself up to his knees.

The home team's draw seemed legitimate, although you never know, some are so clever that they even smoke underwater. There was no VAR anymore, and all the teams were sheltered from the inclement weather, they are expensive and we already know that humidity is a mortal enemy for electronics.

Finally, and luckily, it ended soon, it was a draw, and everyone was happy or satisfied, which in this case is the same. The teams quickly left for the locker room to dry off and leave the watery hell; a shower was not necessary.