November 4, 2006. Five o'clock. Coliseo Gran Chimu. Trujillo.
mate is a block rather than not enough and the referee blows his whistle to signal the end of the match. We have lost the national collegiate title in front Vallejo University.
The orchestra plays a sailor, the audience applauds the team Trujillo. The northern hug and cry. And while the Chimu is a swirl of emotions and noise, there is a cry heard over everything else.
is the cry of "China."
Ruth Tay Wo Chong Portocarrero is, as I reveal their names, the daughter of a Chinese father and Peruvian mother. A system engineer, graduated from the PUCP and theses in the road. Captain of the volleyball for many years and member of Lima selections and Pueblo Libre. It has also been a champion many times as a player of AELU, Akira Kato and now in Latin Amisa.
And last year, at 26, was voted best athlete of the university.
But all the above, does not do justice. Who is China, really?
The first thing to say is that it is not easy to love her, as with all the people worth knowing.
know I really hit a spectator in a game against the University of Lima.
Everything was fine, when suddenly the game stopped.
You're crazy, "shouted a furious chinita enividiables leg. He shouted as he yells at a combined collector. And his back to the whistle, he returned to his position, as if nothing had happened.
Then I would realize that this is normal. China is a bomb that could explode at any time and the referees are not the only victims, there are also line judges, the coach, his teammates and occasionally the male volleyball team.
And although some endure cries all the time seems unbearable, it is not. There is an air of superiority which the move, but a true passion for what he does.
I've seen him play after working hours or training hours with haggard eyes. He played injured parties and even then it has done with the soul.
This passion, however, is running out and that China is going. The next will be his last national, one more than expected win. Because, as in any true story, this one will not win. PUCP never ladies volleyball champion, the highest award that has is National Runner. Just last week, our team lost the tournament against the Metropolitan UTP.
The China cries of frustration when you lose matches, including friendlies. Scream (yells) and sink into silence. Not that the team is bad is because, as Aymé Urbina, selected PUCP to China does not like losing ever.
China is also, but I had already noticed, a mother, leaving aside corny. Not a Hollywood-style mother is more of a mother for real (as Chavo del Ocho said)
Of those who scream, make you spend roche (Example, if you talk to a guy from futsal, your friend, basketball or volleyball male, I cry without shame), of which I dress (eg, every year tells us to do our names pole) and put you ugly face (Example: when you have high caliber jokes)
But Mother is mother. It was mostly for Andre and China Chechi that "were" being their daughters those two weeks we were in Trujillo. While in my room the relationship was "roommates", that of China was a military mother and two daughters. According to Andrea Cáceres, "China is like family, you can fight, rage and even hate it but it's your family, so the want to "
On that trip, the Chechi took a daily pill and China to lunch always began:" Chechi, do your pasitllas?. " They were also typical: "Use your cream" "Did you put the lipstick?, See that you peel desu mouth."
It was in Trujillo, in the middle end, which began to mourn Chechi destroyed. The nerves had played a trick.
When the match ended, the two hugged weeping Chinese. The lower China, it really is of Japanese origin, burst into tears as does a daughter with her mother, knowing with her tears she will be safe.
Only then did I realize how essential it was, you are. Not because of your tactical level but by what you mean to your team.
That is the reason I am writing to tell you something before you marry. Before you become a real mother and have real children. I ask you something on behalf of the team:
China not go, do not go ...
