The debut of Panama in a soccer World Cup interrupted yesterday the coming and going of nurses, workers, vendors, students and other passers-by in the centennial plaza 5 de Mayo, enabled only for the pedestrian crossing on the occasion of the World Cup.
His eyes, like that of hundreds of other fans gathered on the pavement and gardens, concentrated on the giant screen because there was very little left for the match with Belgium. The people who had been waiting the longest were eager to hear their anthem, see their team and reach the climactic climax by shouting a goal.
The crowd that animated the crowd stopped when the players took to the field, the melody composed by Santos Jorge was heard, fireworks colored the Santa Ana sky and finally rolled the ball in Russia as agreed, 10:00 am, while the shops and stalls adjacent to the plaza opened their doors and the rest of Central Avenue slept.
“Uyyy!”, “Ohhh!”, “Come on Panama chu …!”. The fans began to celebrate every Panamanian success and to suffer with the Belgian harassment. Always paddling the goal, which lottery number.
A few passed by, unaware of the soccer fever. Some, like a lady of many decades and prominent lenses, watched the scene indifferently for instants and resumed, disinterested, their respective paths.
To cool off there was a squad of scrapers and paddles for the little ones. Also pipe water, fruit salads, quail eggs, coffee, mango in pieces seasoned with salt, pepper and vinegar, sachets with suckers, mills , pixbae , chicha and empanadas. The great absentee of the menu was the meat and chorizo in stick, until, advanced the second time of the party, a smoky position in the vicinity settled down.