Poem Arteche
From childhood, he collected trading cards of the director of defense in the midfield At.Madrid, life suddenly red card, but left in the stadium its mark warrior.
Arteche, shielded
the Vicente Calderon. Taco
noble,
cord flush of grass and boot
cut firm to leave the ball.
put his throne in the area
and the goal did not haggle the Manzanares.
I stood in the legs, stockings,
haughty stride and-white jersey.
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