Mal, not knowing what to say in front of the disappointed, there are no excuses for me, guilt was mine for not knowing how to control these urges to do things right in the end, everything went wrong. The worst game of futsal in a long time, the worst mismatch bookmark us with that framework. Imagine this day to write something different, where the desire and perhaps some luck was stronger, but it was not, a lesson that has to be learned, preparation above all if you want to win. "Revenge? If the will, but will not be beaten. Each day will be an informal retaliation that would fill that void of that fatal Thursday, pity that is the only way in which the final the following year.
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