Last week, The New York Times published an article about one of the classic Argentine football rivalries: Newell Old Boys and Rosario Central, in anticipation of the match they will play against each other today, October 21. As anything you’d find in the New York Times, the article is informative, and describes how “people start to move differently on the sidewalk” as the big game approaches, and that “lines blur between hate, derision and violence.”
I’m usually too lazy to comment on articles because you have to create an account to do so. But you’d better believe that a bunch of Rosarinos created a New York Times account just to make sure us Americans really got the whole story: and boy, they didn’t hold back.
I read all the comments, and I have to say I’m still undecided when it comes to who I’ll be cheering for today. But there is something so great about the New York Times hosting this kind of debate, and the fact that it’s all in English makes it even better. Enjoy!
Muri’s comment actually paints a pretty great, and slightly frightening, picture of what Rosario will be like today:
Muri, Rosario, Argentina
It is so sad we have to live under these conditions, next sunday is mother’s day and also the big clasic match. I’m not leaving the house. It is the fisrt time in close to 4 years these teams confront in an official match, and I believe it’s going to be a pandemonium. I’m not leaving the house, only to buy my mom some flowers, but that’s it. I’m afraid there’ll be big disturbs and maybe a couple of deaths. It is sad, becuase football is one of the most beautiful sports to watch and to play, and it’s sad that that doesn’t matter anymore, football doesn’t matter. It matter who’s more “macho”, who has the biggest gun aiming at the rival. Football inside the court, is dead. So as long as these so-called-supporters carry their inner violence on a football match, I’m not leaving the house.
One of the best ways to insult someone in Argentina is to associate them with the British.
Dear Americans… you don´t know what mean the name Rosario Central becouse Rosario is the name of my city, you know Central but not Rosario. Now, you understand Newell´s Old Boys becouse the first name is a last name that you could know and you perfectly know the words old and boys becouse those are England words.
Look, in my country England is bad word becouse they have stolen “Malvinas Island” (Falkland Island). and this team don´t change never his name. they haven´t embarrasment
“U don’t exist.”
Santamaría,Martino,Batistuta,Balbo,Maradona,Messi,Maxi….all of them Newell’s fans….what about You…nothing but an old yellowish Picture that your Grandpa gave You.U don’t exist.
VAMO ÑUBEL CARAJOOOOO
PepoPepone wins the award for the best use of adjectives.
In general, Central’s fans define themselves by opposition, seeking to undermine whenever possible Newell’s plentiful achievements in the last 39 years. Newell’s fans, on the other hand, witness the self-renewing glory of an institution–their very own football club– that doesn’t just feed off bygone eras: they possess the lucidity of assuming their legacy as the foundation of a perpetual desire for present and future splendors.
Apparently Central is one of the only forces capable of uniting the Israelis and Palestineans, so I may have made my decision…
also, Israelies and Palestian, are behind Rosario (Central). The best fans of S.America, maybe The best of the planet
But I wouldn’t want to be associated with a team whose fans have mediocrity carved into their DNA, so now I’m confused again:
canobBuenos Aires, Argentina
What this article omits is the fact that entire generations of C*ntral supporters never EVER saw their team victorious, as it is more than twentyfive years that this club won their last tournament.
This evident and persistent mediocrity and lack of success has carved so deep in their DNA that the only way of releasing this contained rage is by celebrating its lifelong rival sports failures.
According to Cucurucho, this game is going to literally stop the world from spinning.
Cucurucho Forever, Florida
Come Sunday, there will be neither black or white, republicans or democrats, Israel or Palestine, rich or poor, Beatles or Stones, fire or ice, nor Heaven or Hell, in fact, the whole Universe will come to a screeching halt, it’s Newell’s–Central, and it’s on.
VAMO LA LEPRA!
But in the end, Argentine football is too abstract for us Americans to understand. Especially Americans who read the New York Times.
A Team with a City Name: Rosario Central is not a football team, it’s not a football club. It’s something abstract, it’s its history, its fans, its madness, its love.
Something many many people will never understand.
So the jury’s still out when it comes to whom I will be cheering for today. But thanks to these colorful commenters, I have a new respect for the football fans of Rosario, and I sure as hell don’t want to be on any of their bad sides.