Football Scouting: That afternoon of our first game at the stadium

One of the things I will encourage the start of the year is that I will be lucky and honored to bring my little cousin for the first time football. At the end of January was wearing the scarf that my mother branquiazul has done to the image of mine and will be released as a game of Deportivo in the Second Division, as so many generations before mine. You may not find out much, (meet the four years to March) but it took several weeks practicing how to celebrate a goal while on YouTube showed him Bebeto goal, Djalminha, Fran, Makaay, Tristan ... The Scream, elbow and fist rather than have them dominated.

One of the things that encouraged me to convince her father to come to Riazor to release the boy is the vision of two videos whose main characters are two children who go to football for the first time. The first, the title of this post, shows the first time a boy named Salvi enters the stage of his team, Racing Club de Avellaneda. In the arms of his father appears by one of the vomitoria and as is within the steps of the cylinder face becomes a poem, in the best poem that no poet could write about football. Just see your smile, how to automatically lifts his arm as a fan more and how, finally, just go crazy with joy.

The second video, which closes the post, shows us the premiere at The Rose Garden a young jellyfish with his father. This document was issued by The Day After Canal Plus and since it has its own story better than listen to the story of his voice. So taking advantage of the stories and pequeñoboquerón Salvi, we lay out a question: do you remember the first time you were at the stage of your team and if so, we may tell it to us in great detail. Who took you? What is the first thing you remember? What does it feel to remember? Then, to whet your appetite, some of the editors Football Notes our first time we will:

Sanxurxo Bruno: I'll be honest, I barely remember anything about my first time at the Riazor Stadium. As I checked the net, was a Deportivo 1 - Tenerife 1. Second day of the season 91-92, Depor's first game at home after his promotion to First, with coaching Boronat. I went with my street friends, premiering the card I had given my father's godmother and all I remember are some pictures of my friends and I in the old grandstand known as Special Children. Party or potatoes. The first meeting was aware that I have the eighth day of that same league. The Madrid has endorsed a 0-3 to Deportivo and we slipped into my gang Side Marker, a step in which the grass grew between the stone steps and which one was obliged to watch the game with his head turned to one side-hence is also called "tier of the Egyptians" -. The mother gave us such chosco that I spent the last quarter of an hour dreaming it would be wonderful job as the old marker boards when I was older.

Fernando Castellanos: I can hardly forget the first time I stepped on a football stadium. It was a perfect scenario, the Camp Nou, and one of the best possible contenders: Brazil. If I remember correctly, it was specifically the May 25, 2004, in a friendly that the Catalan measured with a combined formed great player like Roberto Carlos, Ronaldinho, Adriano, Juninho ... The truth is that the first impression was, worth redundancy, impressive. And with the passage of minutes, while you rub your fingers to ensure that such figure was only a few meters, the goals were falling. A spectacular 2-5, in the company of the same friends that every Saturday morning, if the accompanying circumstances, we played soccer in the hall of Reus. We went to have a great time for most (there were four) was our debut in a unique setting like this, and I will never forget the words of one of them, exactly when Baptista (Sevilla then) drove a Chilean appealed to Toni. "Now we can die!" He shouted, as we celebrate with madness both the 'Beast'. I cheer for all: any pass, any play, all the goals! Did not matter the score, the occasion deserved.

Gabriel Knight: Like Bruno, my memories are somewhat fuzzy about my first visit to the Fields of Sport of El Sardinero, and marked by two goalkeepers: Peter Schmeichel and Cesar Sanchez. The first time I sat in those stands, however, was not a party, but in a workout. As you will have guessed I was not the Manchester United who faced the Racing, but selections from Spain and Denmark tested on the lawn of Sardinero. I have not been able to find on the net what the reason was that training in Cantabria since there is no record of a meeting between them at this stage. The only party close to that time was the famous World Cup qualifier 94 where the hero was another goalkeeper, Santi Cañizares, but that game was in Seville. However, the memory remains etched in my memory, my father at my side and watching the evolution of that goalkeeper who seemed unbeatable. The first game I remember was, after checking the net, which pitted the Racing and Valladolid in the eighth game of the season 95/96. Then played in the Marina Sport, Racing Santander affiliate that allowed us to enter the games at the south end. And there behind the goal, I remember seeing a young goalkeeper who wore long pants in contrast to the majority and by the name of Cesar Sanchez. Little did he imagine that a few feet away was a technician several years later became the European champions Liverpool. That was the Quique Racing Setién, Mutiu, Popov, Ceballos and Pablo Alfaro. Being perfectly aware that it was not, for me the best Racing history. They ended scoreless, but today, the least was the result.