SÃO PAULO - JULY 04, 2012
SANDRO WAS WATCHING the Corinthians game in the living room of his house with his son and both were euphoric with the atmosphere that the game had taken. Since the day he decided to be Corinthians, because of the player Neto, after the Brazilian championship in 1990, his dream was to see the team of his heart be champion of the Libertadores da América, and his dream was finally starting to come true.
His big fight was against the habit of swearing, especially in front of his son, but when he saw the player Emerson Sheik score the second goal, it was impossible to resist, and he let out a scream at the top of his lungs:
— Fuck... It's todayeeeeeeee...
— This is the end - she shouted - out of my house!!!
— Calm down, sweetheart!!!
Sandro tried to defend himself by premeditating a new pot of pot – it was unintentional, I promise I'll control myself.
— No shit, you've been warned, I want my son with a man who knows how to be the example he needs, not a foul-mouthed who doesn't even care if his son says that kind of thing.
Sandro was kicked out of the house by his wife.
— Wait - he pleaded, "let's talk.
Sandro watched from the ground floor as his wife threw all her clothes out the window.
— Please, love, let's talk... - he shouted from the entrance of the building where he lived, while all the neighbors from their windows watched the rain of clothes falling on him and whispered to each other with evil smiles.
— Go talk to your wheel, because in this team here you don't play anymore - she shouted as she closed not only the window of her house in her face, but the door of her whole life.
She huffed and thought indignantly:
— Women...
Sandro collected the clothes along with his dignity and told the neighbors that they were still looking after his life.
— All right, guys, the show is over, you can go back to your boring lives.
Sandro took a deep breath and didn't get discouraged, after all, that would be the best day of his life, and it wasn't because his wife had thrown him out that it would be bad...
Let's celebrate the title of Libertadores of America...