Bendito sea el mundial con que soñamos. Bendito cada nombre que ha sido designado. Benditos los pibes que siempre sacamos. El peso de la historia. El respeto ganado. Maldito sean los recuerdos dolorosos. Maldita la impotencia y la injusticia que vivimos. El volvernos a casa cada uno por su lado. La finales sin jugar. El quedar en el camino. Bendita la anestesia general a los dolores. Las tristezas que curamos con abrazos. Las gargantas que se rompen por los goles. El sentirnos los mejores por un rato. Malditos los sorteos y los grupos de la muerte. Los controles sin azar que signaron nuestra suerte. Malditos los mezquinos que juegan sin poesía. Los que pegan, los que envidian, los que rompen y lastiman. Bendito sea el orgullo con que entramos a la cancha. El potrero y la pelota no se manchan. La teve que repite la gambeta. Inflar las redes de los otros. Inflar el pecho de los nuestros. Merecer la camiseta. Los turistas, los cronistas, los sponsors, los amigos, el himno y las mujeres siguiendo los partidos. Bendita las cábalas que dan resultado. Las risas y el llanto que guardaremos tanto y bendito ese momento que nos regala el fútbol de poder cambiar nuestro destino y sentir otra vez y frente al mundo, lo glorioso y lo grosso de ser argentino. Quilmes del lado del corazón.

This is your life. Do what you want and do it often. If you don’t like something, change it. If you don’t like your job, quit. If you don’t have enough time, stop watching TV. If you are looking for the love of your life, stop; they will be waiting for you when you start doing things you love. Stop over-analysing, life is simple. All emotions are beautiful. when you eat, appreciate every last bite. Life is simple. Open your heart, mind and arms to new things and people, we are united in our differences. Ask the next person you see what their passion is and share your inspiring dream with them. Travel often; getting lost will help you find yourself. Some opportunities only come once, seize them. Life is about the people you meet and the things you create with them, so go out and start creating. Life is short, live your dream and wear your passion.

Life boils down to a series of choices. Before long. The choices you make and the ones you don't become you. But, which you? Worse. Better. Someone you can't even recognize. Make you question everything. Whether you're strong enough. Good enough. All choices lead you somewhere. Bold choices. Take you where you're supposed to be.

You are a good person. You spend time with your family. You work out at the gym. You conserve water while showering. You like nice clothes. You give to charity. You recycle. You drive a Prius, but you use your bike when you can. You enjoy the occasional distraction at work. And you always send a card on Mother's Day. Always. But there's a part of you that tells yourself that you're not so good, that you could be doing more, that the world is falling apart at the seams, and all you've been doing is yoga. One day I see that the rainforest is being destroyed at a staggering rate of 32 million acres a year. That's the equivalent of one football field every 78 seconds. You feel bad, angry, guilty. You've been apathetic for too long. You want to do something about it. You must do something about it. Well, this is what you're not going to do. I quit! You're not going to quit your job, leave your family, get on the next flight to Nicaragua, take a bus to the edge of the jungle, then hoof it across rivers, lakes, and streams on a quest to the very heart of the rainforest. Take me to the heart of the rainforest. You're getting closer. You're almost there. You have arrived. You're not going to ingratiate yourself with a local tribesman, go to great lengths to earn their respect and trust. no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Ahhhhh! It is around now you realise you are living out the cliché gringo fantasy of becoming an honorary native and leading the resistance forces. But screw it. If they could do it, so can you. I'm gonna save you! This guy comes over here, I'm gonna do this. I'm gonna pull a zapding, bounce right through him. Right over here. You're not gonna coordinate and occupy the Rainforest Movement. Realise it's hopeless. Summon the power of the gods. Lead a revolution against the Deforesters and their multinational employers in an apocalyptic once and for all battle to save humanity. Only to awaken two days later in an El Salvadorian hospital with two toes missing on your left side. Foot, Syria. Wanna go home? Hobble at Central America up through Mexico, across the Sierra Madre where you break down, have your first cigarette in four years, accidentally start a wildfire killing off the endangered species that once served as your occupational distraction. Finally, make it back home. Only find you've been replaced at work by a guy named TJ and that things at home are not what they used to be. You're not going to do any of these things. But what you can do is follow the frog. Buying Rainforest Alliance certified products ensures the future of our rainforests. So that you don't have to do the things you shouldn't do anyway. Just follow the frog.