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Martín Fierro is, because it still exists, fiction, Marín Palermo also might be a fiction, but it is a reality, challenging reality to what it establishes the logic, but reality after all … Both are heroes, both unhappy personages who in the end end up by triumphing with the step of the years. Both are called Martín, perhaps do not be a coincidence, of course not.

“More walk another Creole happens, Martín Fiero has to happen, nothing makes it back, not even the bogeys frighten him; and dende that they all sing, I also, I want to sing”. This way José Hernández presents to your personage fetish, this gaucho who created your imagination to count misfortunes and to provide the heterogeneous Argentine society of the XIXth century of a common national identity. And now, in our days, another Martín is elevated in the glory and gains him the fondness of all the Argentinians, even of the proper fans of Gymnastics and River, those who more have suffered it …

Martín Fierro was a brave font, a noble gaucho of indomitable spirit that it defied to your civilization then to integrate into her, with a more reflective attitude. Palermo also, with your eccentric character, with your crazy and subversive gestures, was converted into the most different of all the players there was in the 90s, although the step of the years made him mature, as to Iron, although it supports your fierceness, as the gaucho of the excellent Argentinians, national symbol that the incorruptible passage of time has not achieved to delete. The legend of Palermo, as that of Martín of fiction, will never forget after this Saturday, as it happened with that Gareca goal, also to Peru, in the 1985 before to the Maradonazo of Mexico not also.

Martín Palermo has a proper movies history. A few days ago I read a phrase of Ángel Cappa that I loved, for it hit that it proves at the time of defining him … He was Saying something like that Martín was a player that player seemed of quite less, but that it was always allied by the goal. And it is true, because Palermo does not have a proper soccer player style, is robust and grotesque in your gaits, sometimes it turns out to be awkward, but it always dials up, it is always there. He is the maximum Mouth scorer in the professionalism, the tenth one in the history of the Argentine soccer, the most winning forward in the history of the Xeneize … But until a few days ago it was necessary to him to triumph with the selection, with which it had not been lucky, especially in the Cup America of 1999, when, in spite of the big tournament that it realized, it trumped three penalties in the same party.

Your revenge came this last weekend. Palermo finally one could extract the thorn of that damned, just party ten years later … When the drops of the night of Buenos Aires were melting with the tears of the Monumental one for the secure thump that was approaching with the tie that was extracting Peru, Palermo appeared, in full discount, in out of game, because it has always been a little out of everything, and put the leg to order inside a ball that was going out. And Argentina informs embulló in your frenzy …, the gaucho, the real one, looked at the sky, possibly thinking about the happiness that was giving to so many million compatriots.

The Argentine selection is a chaos. Maradona has proved in approximately one year more than 70 players, but the sleep of the World cup is real thanks to the Madman, one of the last ones in coming, with 36 years. The soccer has done justice with Martín, many justice. In Basile’s stage it been on the point of being summoned, but a new injury (he has suffered up to three burden along your career) it frustrated your return. Maradona, desperado, resorted to him a few months ago and Martín finally could expire with the albiceleste.

Your goal is the umpteenth one of the surreales that has managed. In 1999 one slipped at the time of throwing a penalty and dialed it up pasting him with two feet. The same year, with the destroyed ligaments of your right knee, did somewhat to Columbus, curiously the number 100 in the First. In February, 2007 it did a goal from 60 meters to Ustari. Almost one year later, in a summer Superoutstanding figure, it scored a goal to River crashed from the crossbeam, illegal really, but granted by Baldassi … a few days ago it scored a head goal from 40 meters, a goal where there was always no luck but a head that was searching door, since the search. And on Saturday it mounted it again, once again.

That’s why Palermo is today a hero, because not only it has swelled up of scoring goals, also it has done believable things that not even the best nueves of the world dreamed of achieving … Riquelme, historical enemy of Muds Schelotto and hence of Martín, said another day that if Maradona was giving him 20 minutes, the Madman would dial insurance up. And the Madman answered with another unreal exploit, other one of many. Who if he did not sign a goal being crashed of a crossbeam? How to dial a penalty up with two feet? How to eclipse Messi, Tévez, the Kun or all these super stars, with 36 years, after ten and the albiceleste not to be stuffed? This is Palermo, a player to the knife-edge of the impossible, enclosed thing to another side. The Titanium is very big, very, very big.