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Argentina 1-1 Venezuela – CONMEBOL Qualification Stage for FIFA World Cup 2018 (5 September 2017)

The sixteenth jornada of La Vinotinto’s 2018 World Cup qualifying campaign saw Rafael Dudamel’s embryonic side make history on a monumental stage in Buenos Aires. Here, Hispanospherical.com provides a full match report and some thoughts…

CONMEBOL Qualifying Stage for FIFA World Cup 2018

Tuesday 5 September 2017 – El Monumental, Buenos Aires

Argentina 1-1 Venezuela

Video Highlights of Argentina 1-1 Venezuela, CONMEBOL Qualifying Stage for FIFA World Cup 2018, 5 September 2017 (YouTube)

Venezuela Battle to Defy the Odds in Buenos Aires

A wholehearted and committed display garnered Venezuela a historical first-ever point in Argentina, as for the second time this international break Rafael Dudamel’s nascent rebuilding project provided another welcome dose of encouragement for Qatar 2022.

For the first 25 minutes or so, things felt markedly different. Indeed, Jorge Sampaoli’s men seemed determined to breach the considerable, if often stretched, Venezuelan rearguard as many times as possible, with 19-year-old goalkeeper Wuilker Fariñez once again emerging as a bona fide prospect for the visitors.

The sprightly Caracas FC stopper impressed from the off. With less than four minutes on the clock, his trailing leg denied Mauro Icardi, whose low shot could have otherwise quite easily found a way through. Two minutes later, though play was ultimately called back for offside, the goalkeeper – as well as his ever-increasing band of admirers – was none-the-wiser when he pulled off an eye-catching close-range save. This came as an elevated ball was bustled into the direction of another Serie A forward, Paolo Dybala, who lashed a well-struck volley from barely six yards that the alert Fariñez did well to instinctively parry out with both gloves.

Also in this period, La Albiceleste, in particular Lionel Messi, regularly sought to exploit their opponents’ weaknesses on the flanks, with the Barcelona wizard often spraying balls out wide for team-mates to gain space and/or get in crosses. Ángel Di María was the most threatening wide man, giving right-back Victor García a torrid time. In the 10th minute, he bypassed a couple of burgundy shirts before whacking a ball into the centre; a tap-in looked on the cards, but the cluster of Venezuelans who congregrated there somehow averted this seeming inevitability. A few minutes later, García was again exposed when Messi chipped a fine ball to Di María inside the area; the PSG man volleyed a first-time cross into the centre yet, agonisingly for the majority inside River Plate’s home edifice, Icardi’s goalmouth lunge narrowly evaded the ball.

Although their defensive lines were breached, Venezuela survived that scare and in this early stage, the blank scoresheet was mostly attributable to the sheer number of bodies in the centre who blocked and thwarted attempts. If, however, even these were unequal to the tasks that kept coming their way, there was always, of course, Fariñez. In the 21st minute, he did well to stop Icardi’s shot which, once again, owed a debt to a left-sided cross from Di María.

Soon after this, however, Argentina’s early spell of goal-less dominance was brought to an abrupt end as Di María picked up an injury and had to be replaced after 25 minutes by Marcos Acuña. Things were never quite the same again.

As well as his right-sided counterpart Lautaro Acosta, the Portugal-based replacement did catch the eye on occasion, with his most notable contribution occurring after 32 minutes; here, he slid the ball back to Dybala, with the 20-yard left-footed shot of the Juventus man dragging wide of the far post. However, with their chances of qualification starting to feel as if they may be in jeopardy, the home crowd began voicing their disgruntlement, as the team who have averaged just one goal per qualifying game – a record worse than that of bottom-boys Venezuela – began to look low on ideas.

Messi, who was largely seen characteristically roaming in a vast deep zone, became visibly frustrated with this state of affairs, taking it upon himself to search for a way through with the minimum of assistance. Indeed, he had the three most notable remaining chances of the first half: in the 38th minute, he attempted to weave his way past several Venezuela players – a scenario reminiscent of the famous Maradona vs Belgium 1982 photograph – before striking low past the near post from inside the area. Four minutes later, he curled a much-anticipated free-kick wide, but clearly his best attempt occurred two minutes into stoppage time. Here, he picked up the ball 25 yards out on the inside-left and arrowed a well-hit shot that looked like it may creep inside the post, but which Fariñez did well to parry wide, thus allowing his side to enter into the break still on level terms.

If Sampaoli’s half-time team-talk involved elaborating upon a new approach to undo this annoyingly persistent opponent, there was to be little evidence of this. In fact, any second-half masterplan was tossed away just five minutes after the restart when Venezuela took a surprise lead. Despite having never seriously threatened Sergio Romero’s goal in the opening 45 minutes, Dudamel’s men were able to do what every fear-ridden, fulminating Argentine feared: hit them on the break. Immediately after a home move broke down, the visitors sought to proceed rapidly upfield. One pass was briefly intercepted but momentum was instantly regained as another found Bundesliga youngster Sergio Córdova. Further enhancing what has been a meteoric – and, to many, slightly unanticipated this time last year – ascension, he played a well-weighted through-ball to Jhon Murillo. Centre-back Javier Mascherano was never going to be in the race with the pacy ex-Zamora man – himself having recently done well to ensure he will be in the manager’s long-term thinking – and he, in turn, bore down on goal before deftly dinking it over the shoulder of the Manchester United goalkeeper.

Silence in the stands, pandemonium virtually everywhere else on the continent, this was exhilarating, monumental, game-redefining stuff – for all of four minutes.

That’s all it took for Sampaoli’s charges to momentarily lower the heat on them back down to a state of mere simmering. The equaliser came as García was beaten a little too easily in a speed battle by the purposeful Acuña, whose low cross from the left deflected off defender Rolf Feltscher and into the back of the net. 1-1. Was this to be the galvanising green light for carnage that the hosts needed?

Well, subsequently, some jitters were observable in the Venezuelan ranks, but for all the hosts’ renewed vigour and forays towards the edge of the area, they were only able to cause one further genuine scare in the game. This came on the hour-mark when the home fans were adamant that they should have been awarded a penalty when Icardi, the odds-on favourite to poke a strike goalwards, appeared to have been upended by centre-back Mikel Villanueva. However, replays suggest that, having managed to narrowly evade the challenge, the Inter Milan forward’s rapid adjustment of footing led to him tripping himself up.

Thus, though Argentina still saw more of the ball owing to their increasing desperation for a winner, there grew the genuine possibility that they could be undone by a second lethal break. Particularly in the final 25 minutes, the counter-attacking Venezuelans found themselves in space high up the park and on at least three occasions they won free-kicks in promising positions off a stretched Argentine defence. Just before and after the 70th minute, Salomón Róndon took the first two of these. Alas, the first curled past the wall but was comfortably saved by Romero and the much-anticipated second – which was won after the WBA striker was fouled following Arquímedes Figuera’s lofted ball into very dangerous territory – was fired straight at the ‘nads-grabbers.

Around the 90th-minute mark, having absorbed some more Argentine pressure, Venezuela made their last getaway – the hosts must have feared the worse. Once again, Jhon Murillo chased a ball, finding some space before passing to a team-mate who was fouled on the edge of the area. This time, substitute Josef Martínez stepped up, though to the relief of the majority, the only thing his dead-ball strike troubled was the fans behind the goal – as well as, perhaps, the phones being used to vent considerable spleen to a wider audience.

Such was the malevolent atmosphere whenever a home attack broke down that one suspects more than a few doomsayers secretly hoped Venezuela could nab a late winner solely in order to further amplify their apocalyptic post-match assessments.

Alas, it ended 1-1 and, though some of the dejected home fans may not wish to hear it right now and their nation’s performances have given cause for genuine concern, with two games left, their chances of World Cup qualification are in fact still very much in their own hands.

Conversely, Venezuela, of course, have long since been out of the running and are almost definitely going to finish bottom of the ten-nation pile. However, with a memorable, historical point to add to the one they gained last week against Colombia, Dudamel can feel cautiously optimistic about his nation’s footballing future. With the aid of several fresh faces, including a few plucked from his Under-20 World Cup finalists, his senior side has once again proved that when they are disciplined and able to follow through on instructions, they can be a tough nut to crack.

With their two remaining fixtures next month pitting them against Uruguay at home and Paraguay away, though it may prove a tall order, gaining from these a second victory of the campaign would certainly get many more believing that the road to Qatar 2022 will be a journey well worth hopping aboard for.

Team Selections

Argentina (3-4-2-1): S. Romero; J. Mascherano, F. Fazio, N. Otamendi; L. Acosta, G. Pizarro, É. Banega, Á. Di María (M. Acuña, 25′); L. Messi, P. Dybala (D. Benedetto, 63′); M. Icardi (J. Pastore 75′).

Venezuela (4-2-1-2-1): W. Fariñez; V. García, J. Chancellor, M. Villanueva, R. Feltscher; A. Figuera, J. Moreno; Y. Herrera (J. Colina, 77′); J. Murillo, S. Córdova (S. Velázquez, 89′); S. Rondón (J. Martínez, 82′).

Darren Spherical

@DarrenSpherical

Q & A with David Freeman, Author of Barra Brava (A Latin American Football Journey)

Having recently finished reading Barra Brava, David Freeman’s envy-inducing account of his 18-month journey amongst a diverse range of Latin American football fans, Hispanospherical.com has been fortunate to be able to talk to the author. Following on from an introduction to his book, this extensive Q & A should be essential reading for anyone who has ever contemplated embarking upon a similar adventure.   

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Game 18: Itagüí Ditaires (now Águilas Doradas) 4-0 Atlético Nacional, Copa Colombia Quarter Final First Leg, Estadio Atanasio Girardot, Medellin, Antioquia Department, Colombia, 15 September 2010. One of 67 games David Freeman attended in the Americas.

David Freeman’s Barra Brava is sold in paperback and/or Kindle format through Amazon’s many location-specific websites. To purchase a copy, click whichever link is most relevant to you: UK/Ireland, USA, Canada, Australia, Mexico, Brazil and Spain

Barra Brava: An Introduction

In the collective consciousness of most football fans outside of its vibrant orbit, Latin America is somewhat of a dichotomy. While it may harbour a tantalising cocktail of innovative skills and irrepressible passion, it is nevertheless very much on the periphery of the global footballing mainstream. Although hundreds of its exports to Europe’s opulent centre-stage regularly provide incalculable instances of the substantial reservoirs of talent that this vast region consistently produces, the awareness of the footballing cultures from whence they came leaves something to be desired. Indeed, the clubs, supporters and environments that initially helped to nurture many of these cracks exist in many imaginations as little more than a combination of crude, often unflattering stereotypes, as well as names – the latter of which are diminishing in stature with each passing year.

As the exodus of native talent shows no sign of abating and kick-off times in this area for spectators in the Old Continent tend to be either anti-social or clash with top-flight European matches, none of these leagues appear well-placed to redress this situation. Nevertheless, for many, the curiosity will always linger. After all, having witnessed the 2014 Brazil World Cup, in which several Latin American nations were well-represented in both the stands as well as on the pitches, how many fans idly daydreamed about experiencing some of these atmospheres first-hand?

Well, one man who has already done just that and on a scale that is surely the envy of football fans and cultural tourists the world over, is David Freeman. His book, Barra Brava, is an absorbing travelogue, chronicling an 18-month journey that began in October 2009. Starting off with a brief Latin-tinged spell in the United States watching the now-defunct Chivas USA, he then crossed the language-barrier to experience many of the sights, sounds and sensations of Latin America, culminating with one final linguistic hurdle in Brazil where the fun ended in April 2011. Along the way, he visited 18 different countries, watching no less than 67 live matches in 15 of them. With so much ground covered, Freeman was able to experience the footballing cultures of not only some of the area’s heavyweights, such as Argentina and Mexico, but also those of nations that most people would struggle to name a single international player from (Guatemala and Nicaragua, anyone?).

Bringing a modicum of order to complement the roaming devil-may-care spirit that often pervaded his travels, Freeman made it his mission to mix with as many local supporters as he encountered. With his accompanying England flag conspicuously signposting him as a figure of curiosity in the stands, he was able to use his ever-developing Spanish skills to learn about many varied fan groups, their matchday rituals and relationships with their clubs. Subsequently in print, he displays an admirable levelling of the playing field, relaying his experiences of the barra bravas of the likes of Boca Juniors, Santos and Club América in a similar manner to those of Motagua (Honduras), Deportivo Saprissa (Costa Rica) and Blooming (Bolivia).

Wherever he turned up, there were always songs, gestures and/or dances to first decode and then perhaps, when enough of his beverage of choice had been consumed, join in with. Yet, as readers will discover, it was not always to be plain sailing, with the tensions in the stands sometimes escalating into atmospheres markedly less hospitable towards this Englishman. Indeed, from finding himself on an Argentine pitch being booed by supporters less-than-impressed with his flag to requiring police intervention to restrain a knife-wielding Colombian youth, Freeman’s recollections often serve to caution, as much as to inspire, the prospective traveller.

Away from the stadiums, his explorations of a rather breathtaking range of locations were no less colourful, with every other page flowing with anecdotes and evocative descriptions. A rich diversity of experiences was evidently had, not least during a lengthy spell at a Mexican hotel situated by a nudist beach as well as, conversely, when teaching English in the poverty-stricken Nicaraguan capital of Managua, where he participated in some controversy-mired Independence Day celebrations. Furthermore, some of his more inquisitive forays included visits to the Mayan ruins in Central America, the idiosyncratic capitals of Panama City, Bogotá and La Paz, as well as the topological treasures of the Calchaquí Valleys in north-west Argentina.

As can be expected, invaluable nuggets of practical advice are scattered throughout this book, rendering it an essential primer for anyone thinking of embarking on a journey that encompasses even a fraction of the ground covered here. Freeman regularly takes into consideration such readers, particularly when providing what amounts to a mini-dictionary of Spanish words and phrases at the beginning of each chapter that can be used to ingratiate oneself with the locals.

So, if you like the sound of going on such a trip yourself or would simply like to read the adventures of someone who did, be sure to check out this book, the most latest edition of which has just been published. If, however, before making such an investment, you would prefer to know a little more, then as well as perusing the promotional website, please read on as Señor Freeman has recently been kind enough to answer some questions in detail, providing a considerable idea of what Barra Brava is all about.

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Q & A with David Freeman, author of Barra Brava

[Darren Spherical] Hello David, thank you for agreeing to answer some questions (and for providing so many photographs!). Your book provides countless entertaining vignettes and fascinating insights into various footballing cultures and societies in the Americas.

Prior to beginning your adventure, you mention that you worked for an internet bank and had not done a great deal of travelling. What motivated you to sell your house to embark on such an extensive and, at times, daunting journey? Also, why Latin America?

[David Freeman] My short answer is that I’d been bitten by the travel bug when I went to Australia and seven years on I needed to scratch the itch. The timing was all about personal circumstances, having been promised redundancy and not having responsibilities such as kids to worry about. Latin America was chosen based on learning Spanish and being able to communicate throughout two continents.

Regarding the book’s title, on your travels you met dozens of different groups of fans from over a dozen Latin American countries. Based on your observations, could you give an introduction to the barra bravas? How did they differ in some of the nations you visited?

I’d describe the barra as universally passionate people who support their club in a noisy, colourful and fanatical way. In my experience, barra bravas are not the same as hooligans because clubs like Pumas (Mexico) and LDU Quito (Ecuador) are supported by civilised, friendly students who had no interest in violence, but instead created atmospheres to compete with the most fervent in the world. Whilst I tried not to get involved in the seedy sides of any barra that I encountered, there could be no doubt that in certain places (mainly Colombia and Argentina) they were a public menace whose activities resulted in people dying every year.

At each ground you entered, you tried to get a photograph of yourself with your flag (an English St. George’s Cross emblazoned with the name of Birmingham City’s Zulu Army firm). How did you feel in such situations? Regarding some of the more negative responses, you must have feared for your own safety at times? 

A gringo waving a flag around always attracted attention from the locals but I found the majority to be friendly, particularly as I spoke Spanish and it was clear that I was as crazy about football as they were. In some places it was really intimidating waving a piece of cloth around that advertised that you were a vulnerable foreigner, but it proved to be a great ice-breaker amongst curious strangers. The numerous positive experiences with my St. George’s cross far outweighed an occasional negative one – plus the volatile situations made for the best stories!

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To see dozens more photographs of David with his flag at stadiums, click here.

Could you give any advice to future football tourists who wish to experience some of the colourful and raucous Latin American atmospheres without getting embroiled in any trouble? 

Simple: go in the main stand. At every ground I visited there was a tranquilo section that charged around twice as much to enter than the ‘popular’ terrace. This more expensive seating area had a far better view, superior facilities, good stewarding and was populated by reasonable people. If, however, you insist on mixing it up, I would repeat the point about being able to communicate with the natives and, above all, be wary of everything!

With regard to fan culture (pre-match rituals, songs/chants, dances, paraphernalia etc.), what were some of the most memorable things you observed and/or joined in with on your travels? 

Personally, I found the friendly beer-drinking culture whilst watching games in Mexico, Central America and Ecuador enjoyable. More universally, the fans consistently bouncing and singing, always admirably supported by musical instruments. Every club had at least one drummer, some even had horn sections (see this video compilation for some of the highlights of fans I encountered). Also, the socialising during play, aided by the open terraces, which is something that has been lost in the UK. This is in contrast to Germany, which is the leading nation in Europe with regard to atmosphere at domestic fixtures, driven by their affordable safe standing sections.

Moving away from the stands and onto the pitches, you saw many well-known players, some of whom were winding down their careers after spells in Europe and others who were emerging and have since gone on to play in the Premier League, La Liga, Bundesliga, Serie A and elsewhere. Who were you most excited to see and who left the most lasting impressions on you?

Juan Manuel Iturbe impressed me most as a 17 year old turning a match at the 2011 South American Youth Championship in Argentina’s favour against Chile. He made some stunning appearances in the Copa Libertadores before impressing for Hellas Verona and now finds himself at Roma.

Of the big players I watched live more than once:

Neymar won the Libertadores with Santos in 2011 scoring crucial goals throughout, although showcasing his ample array of skills and tricks at that level did not always benefit the team.

Juan Sebastián Verón’s passing at Estudiantes was masterful in Argentina’s Primera División.

Salvador Cabañas looked a class act for América in Mexico’s top-flight, though this was of course before he was tragically shot by a drug dealer.

Indeed, understandably he was never the same afterwards. Staying with on-field matters, what were some of the most memorable games and goals you saw?

The Clásicos were always the best value for money atmosphere-wise; the derbies in Mexico (Pumas 3-2 América, Game 3) and Colombia (Deportivo Cali 6-3 América de Cali, Game 24) lived up to the hype on the pitch. My favourite was bouncing among Universidad Católica’s fans in Buenos Aires as the Chileans scored three goals in the last 20 minutes to record a 4-3 Libertadores group stage victory away at Vélez Sarsfield (Game 51). There were also many dull games where la barra provided the entertainment.

Just under a quarter of the games you watched were in the North/Central American (CONCACAF) region, often in countries which many football fans will not have considered visiting. What did you make of the play, supporters and stadiums in this area?

Central America’s population were as passionate about football as those in the southern continent. Yet though, for example, Los Ticos defied the odds to reach 2014’s World Cup Quarter Finals, football in Central America was markedly inferior to the South American game. Though considered part of the North, Mexico was the region’s domestic powerhouse, aided in part in being alone in having some of its teams compete in the most prestigious club tournament in the Americas, the Copa Libertadores. Whilst the CONCACAF Champions League wasn’t a particularly competitive tournament, it did throw up some interesting ties, sending high-profile MLS sides and former European legends to remote places such as El Salvador. In my experience, the rural locations were really friendly and the atmospheres were brilliant, even at a Nicaraguan league final held in a baseball park.

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Football-related photographs from Central America (Click to Enlarge)

Outside of the stadiums in this area, you seemed to have rather diverse experiences, from the fun of Mexico to the comparative austerity of Nicaragua. Which places would you recommend to visitors to this region? 

Most visitors to this part of the world head to Cancún (Mexico) or Costa Rica, and the tourist industry outside of these places is still developing. I found every country to be fascinating and despite not receiving as many visitors, each had some fairly well-established attractions. These were mainly based around coasts, lakes, mountains and Aztec or Mayan historical sites. Panama City was one of the oddest capitals I’ve seen and there was an amazing sunset pretty much anywhere along the Pacific coast. Nicaragua would be my suggestion if you want to escape reality and don’t mind a chaotically relaxed experience. Compared to South, Central America is far cheaper on the ground and much less ‘discovered’, although air fares can be expensive.

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Photographs from North/Central America (Click to Enlarge)

You watched 18 games in Buenos Aires (and 20 in Argentina altogether) in little over five weeks. As this is a footballing Mecca, what advice can you impart to anyone wishing to visit this city with similar intentions? 

Where possible, I would suggest buying your ticket in advance. Also, when I was there, the home fans were generally retained in the ground for 40 minutes after the final whistle, so going in the away end was preferable. However, as visiting fans have since been banned due to repeated problems with fan violence, there may be a wait before this advice can be put into practice again. Nevertheless, also make sure you use public transport to your advantage. From Central BA the train is best for Vélez, All Boys, Quilmes, Arsenal de Sarandí, Lanús and Argentinos Juniors; the Metro is convenient for River, San Lorenzo, Huracán and Atlanta; whilst the bus is quickest when visiting Boca, Racing and Independiente. Also, if you have the time and inclination, go to a smaller club in addition to Boca or River, as they can be far cheaper, friendlier and almost as spectacular. Finally, be wary of the alcohol exclusion zones around stadiums in Buenos Aires.

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Football-related photographs from Buenos Aires Province, Argentina (Click to Enlarge)

Outside of Argentina, but remaining in South America, what were some of your highlights watching football in this particular continent? 

Colombia had the most edgy and memorable atmospheres. Ecuador was the friendliest, although my opinion is aided by the fact that they served beer in the grounds, plus Guayaquil and Quito were unexpectedly vibrant football cities. Asunción (Paraguay) was a little gem in the middle of nowhere which had a wonderful history. Iquique (Chile) had the best band I saw, complemented by a full brass section.

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Football-related photographs from South America (Click to Enlarge)

Again, away from the football, what would you recommend to future visitors to the nations you travelled to in South America? 

Salar de Uyuni (Bolivia) was the most spectacular natural wonder I have ever seen and certainly guarantees some amazing photos. Generally speaking, Bolivia was cheap, friendly and diverse, with lots of unique tourist opportunities. Ecuador had easily accessible sights and offered the possibility of cycling from the Andes to the Amazon in a day. Colombia had rugged scenery as well as an attractive and cool population, although its reputation discourages many people. North-west Argentina’s vineyards and mountains were very pleasant and buzzing in the January I was there, as that is when many in Buenos Aires escape to the countryside.

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 Photographs from South America (Click to Enlarge)

On the subject of buying match tickets, it seemed that for the most part you showed up on matchdays without having pre-purchased them and yet, irrespective of what barriers you initially encountered, still managed to get in. As you appear to have acquired much know-how in this area, what advice can you impart?

Generally, I would advise showing up a couple of hours in advance, at which point you should be able to make a purchase and spend some time among the locals – most will be delighted that a gringo has chosen to watch their club. Face value prices were cheap – generally $5-10 in Central and South America, $10-12.50 in Argentina, whilst Brazil could cost as much as it does in the English Premier League. If you aren’t able to purchase a ticket in advance then touts are ever-present, although at the big Argentinian clubs you may have to pay tourist rates, which includes transport to the match (approximately $100 in 2011). Oddly, to watch Universitario in Lima – visit your local supermarket!

What were the most value-for-money places to live and/or watch football in? 

Buenos Aires is probably the world’s most exciting city to watch football in, and although accommodation isn’t cheap, public transport, food, drink and entrance fees are generally very reasonable – something I believe has continued as the Peso weakened in late 2014. Ecuador was probably best value in South America for watching top-level football, whilst accommodation and living in Central America was noticeably cheap. Conversely, Chile and Brazil were more expensive than the other countries I watched matches in.

While there was clearly much to be enjoyed on your journey, readers will discover that it was not always fun and games. Based on your experiences, if you wished to put someone off embarking on a similar adventure, what would you say to them?

Unless you go to a resort, Latin America isn’t somewhere that you can just turn up to without any preparation and then expect to have a great tourist experience. Considerations need to be made for the language barrier (hardly anyone speaks good English), the heat, the altitude and the distances you will be travelling within a limited transport network. If you like things going according to plan then this certainly isn’t your ideal destination, as nothing runs like clockwork. Also, it is important to accept that the locals will assume that you are rich and therefore you are likely to be a target. Although in my experience overcharging was the only real annoyance, I met many people who were robbed and subjected to violence, particularly in the big centres such as Lima and Quito. Peru, Colombia and Nicaragua’s capital, Managua, seemed to be the most dangerous places, but it is all subjective.

What is your interest in Latin American football like these days? Do you look out for any teams in particular? Finally, on a related note, what have you been up to since returning from your travels?

I have been following Latin American results on Soccerway, particularly Argentinos Juniors’ return to a reformed 30-team Primera División and Vasco da Gama battling back into Brazil’s top-flight. Also, although I feel there could be a lot more exposure on British TV, I have been enjoying this year’s Copa Libertadores on Premier Sports and will certainly also be watching the Copa América on the channel and/or YouTube – whichever is most convenient. On a personal note, in the past three years between working for a bank and marrying my Brazilian girlfriend, I’ve spent much of my free time writing and editing the book. The first edition totalled almost 120k words, though thankfully the latest version has been whittled down to 103k – apologies to anyone who bought a copy a couple of years ago! Ultimately, while it may not be perfect, I believe it is a decent travelogue.

David, thank you for giving up so much of your time to answer these questions and providing a taste of your experiences. Again, readers, if you would like to purchase Barra Brava in either paperback or Kindle format, click on whichever link is most relevant to your location: UK/Ireland, USA, Canada, Australia, Mexico, Brazil and Spain

If you have any questions for David Freeman, feel free to either reply to this article with them or, if you fancy the more direct option, he can be reached on Twitter under the account @TheBlueBarra

More From the Author

While Barra Brava is David Freeman’s first book, he has also written these articles on Latin American football, which may be of interest:

Fútbol in a Baseball Park, In Bed With Maradona, 15 February 2013. A detailed feature on the standard and status of football in Nicaragua, partially informed by his experiences of living there for four months as an English teacher.

Latin American Football 2012 in Review, Talking Sports, 2 January 2013. Covering the year following his travels, here is a summary of who won what in Brazil, Argentina, Peru, Colombia, Peru, Ecuador, and Mexico.

My Trip to Brazil: A Year of Expectation, Football Friends Online, 17 June 2014. Craftily combining a pre-World Cup trip to meet his Brazilian girlfriend’s family with a football detour or three, Freeman visited the Mineirão, Estádio Independência and, of course, the Maracanã.

Darren Spherical

@DarrenSpherical

Article originally published on 6 June 2015.

Boca Juniors 5-0 Zamora FC – 2015 Copa Libertadores Group 5 (11 March 2015)

Wednesday 11 March 2015

2015 Copa Libertadores Group 5

Boca Juniors 5-0 Zamora FC 

La Bombonera, Buenos Aires

Video Highlights of Boca Juniors 5-0 Zamora, 2015 Copa Libertadores, 11 March 2015 (courtesy of YouTube user xpertowinner)

Exhibition Football as Boca Coast to Easy Victory

Zamora players were spotted before kick-off taking photographs of themselves in one of the most revered pilgrimage sites of world football and they were to follow this up by playing like starry-eyed tourists as their hosts eased to a scoreline that could well have reached double figures.

From the off, Boca were to run their Venezuelan opponents ragged as their passing and movement were both predictably quicker and it took no more than eight minutes for them to find the net. This came from a cross from the left that was weakly headed by Ángel Faría straight out to the edge of the area where Marcelo Meli struck a hard low half-volley past goalkeeper Álvaro Forero, who may have been partially unsighted by Faría.

Just after the quarter-hour mark, the game was dead as a contest. A move in which the hosts were granted far too much space to play a series of slick passes culminated with Federico Carrizo chipping a ball from the left to the back post where Meli knocked it back for Nicolás Lodeiro to strike home. It was the first goal for the Uruguayan international since joining the Xeneizes from Corinthians and he, along with the other two main participants in this goal, were to put in fine attacking performances throughout this match.

On the other side of affairs, Zamora’s primary mode of attack for most of the first half consisted of pumping long balls or crosses from deep positions towards forward Pierre Pluchino who, at 5 foot 10 inches, is far from the ideal target man. However, his side were more concerned with damage-limitation from an early stage and they nearly went three-down little more than midway through the first period.

Indeed, in what was to become a recurring feature of the game, Southampton-loanee Dani Osvaldo squandered a gilt-edged opportunity due to his own rather idiosyncratic brand of nonchalance. Here, as a ball drifted past Zamora’s porous defence, he found himself one-on-one with goalkeeper Forero who he confidently rounded, yet such was his complete lack of urgency, the defender who was initially attempting to catch up with him, Edwin Peraza, had enough time to run all the way past Forero and clear the shot off the line. Clinical, this was not.

Video of Dani Osvaldo’s performance for Boca Juniors vs Zamora, 2015 Copa Libertadores, 11 March 2015 (Video courtesy of YouTube user belzamarbide).

Almost immediately afterwards, 17-year-old Yeferson Soteldo had the visitors’ best attempt of the half as he managed to gain some space just outside the area on the centre-left, before teeing up a strike that went a yard or two over. While the youngster can hardly be said to have been one of the star performances in this particular game, his energy, creativity and willingness to get on the ball do mark him out as one for La Vinotinto followers to keep an eye on.

Nevertheless, this was Boca’s banquet and next up on the menu was a fine individual effort in the 37th minute by Carrizo, who received a pass on the left edge of the area, cut onto his right, bypassed a defender and then struck a pacey shot past Forero. 3-0 and a couple of minutes before the break they thought they had a fourth as Argentina international Fernando Gago slipped through Osvaldo who dinked it past the goalkeeper but alas, he was adjudged to be a couple of yards offside.

In the early exchanges of the second half, the hosts lowered their intensity somewhat with the Venezuelans getting a few harmless efforts on target, but the Argentines remained firmly in control. Osvaldo was consistently the most likely player to score the next goal and yet, in a ten-minute spell, he was to squander three opportunities that another forward with a much more clinical edge would have either buried or converted into a chance for a team-mate. The first, after 55 minutes, occurred when he gained possession of the ball from a defender in the area, yet his attempted lob over Forero was to comfortably clear the crossbar. The second, nine minutes later, was another attempted chip, this time from the edge of the area when a low strike or some other continuation of the attack could well have instead done the trick. It was becoming evident that the naturalised Italian was viewing this game as providing a fine environment in which to score a memorable goal that catered to his rather particular sensibilities. This seemed especially apparent a minute later when he received a cross in the area and attempted an overhead-kick which, unfortunately for him, barely made any contact with the ball.

However, any of the frustrations felt by the ever-tuneful Bosteros in attendance were somewhat assuaged shortly afterwards when Osvaldo tapped in a knock-down by Juan Martínez, who himself had latched onto a chipped ball by man of the match candidate Carrizo. Upon scoring, Osvaldo and his team-mates all congregated at the side of the pitch for a group photograph that has since between retweeted on Twitter over 40,000 times, though not by manager Rodolfo Arruabarrena, who in post-match comments expressed his dislike for the celebration.

With just under ten minutes to go, Osvaldo further ingratiated himself with the home faithful when he won a penalty after drawing a foul from Forero. He then stepped up to convert the spot-kick into the bottom-corner himself – though, as one fan on social media commented, it was something of a surprise that he did not take this opportunity to attempt a 12-yard rabona.

Following this, there was still time for Osvaldo to almost find himself on the scoresheet on two more occasions – the first of which he was incorrectly ruled out from doing so. Indeed, a short pass was slid through to him on the edge of the area which he poked into the bottom corner for what should have been his hat-trick goal, yet the linesman flagged offside despite replays showing that the striker was definitely level with the last man. Despite being denied the match ball here, he was to have another big chance to claim it shortly afterwards when a through-ball reached him six yards out but he nudged it too close to Forero who blocked it wide.

It is no exaggeration to say that Osvaldo could have had at least five or six goals in this outing and the Venezuelans will be grateful that the referee mercifully limited his further opportunities to increase his tally by blowing the final whistle after calling for just one minute of stoppage-time. This, despite a three-minute halt to proceedings earlier in the half, not to mention the gaps following the two goals and the delay after the awarding of the penalty.

Many Bosteros will be hoping that their lead man can iron out some of the unnecessary flourishes to his game but will nevertheless have come away from La Bombonera delighted to have won and extended their lead at the top of Group 5. The Venezuelans, however, will only have their pre-match photographs to smile about as, having lost all three of their games and finding themselves six points behind second-placed Montevideo Wanderers (who beat Palestino 1-0 the previous night), their chances of qualifying for the knock-out stage are all-but-extinguished.

Nevertheless, Zamora must regroup ahead of next week’s reverse fixture at home to Boca and hope to put in a more respectable showing. Irrespective of what happens, feel free to check back here and/or at @DarrenSpherical for further updates on the Copa Libertadores campaign of not only Zamora FC but also those of Mineros de Guayana and Deportivo Táchira.

Darren Spherical

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Huracán 2-2 Mineros de Guayana – 2015 Copa Libertadores Group 3 (24 February 2015)

Tuesday 24 February 2015

2015 Copa Libertadores Group 3

Huracán 2-2 Mineros de Guayana 

Estadio Tomás Adolfo Ducó, Buenos Aires

Highlights of Huracán 2-2 Mineros de Guayana, 2015 Copa Libertadores, 24 February 2015 (Video courtesy of YouTube user xpertowinner)

Mineros Defy the Odds and Nearly Sneak Victory

Despite being afforded little hope by most neutrals before the match, Venezuela’s Mineros de Guayana rode their luck in this Group 3 opener to come within a few minutes of taking away from Buenos Aires what would have been an impressive victory.

Although they possess several internationals in their ranks, domestically the most easterly side in Venezuela’s top-flight have been mired in some rather mediocre, mid-table form since finishing runners-up last May. They would have been right to feel apprehensive facing an Argentine side who, though newly promoted and playing in this competition for the first time since 1974, swatted aside illustrious Peruvian giants Alianza Lima 4-0 away from home in the Libertadores qualifying round.

For the first twenty minutes, the game largely adhered to the script, with Huracán dominating possession with some neat passing play and testing the Mineros defence with long balls and crosses from both flanks. Goalkeeper Rafael Romo made some important, if expected, stops from leading striker Ramón ‘Wanchope’ Ábila and experienced playmaker Patricio Toranzo though was scrambling when the fabulous left-footed volley of youngster Alejandro Romero Gamarra rattled the crossbar, before trickling across the goalmouth.

However, despite looking vulnerable at the back, Mineros did have a few forward forays, with that of recent international goalscorer Richard Blanco after 20 minutes, earning a free-kick on the left edge of the area after he was upended by a defender he had beaten for pace. Colombian forward Zamir Valoyes stepped up and, to silence the Globo faithful, curled a low powerful effort into the far corner that appeared to beat Marcos Díaz for pace. Mineros had a surprise lead.

A little flustered, the hosts nevertheless continued as before, though were now looking to get back into the game – a pursuit with which the visitors were to unwittingly provide some clumsy assistance. Indeed, little over five minutes following the opener, a ball was slid into the centre of the area where Édgar Jiménez picked it up. With more time on his hands that he evidently was aware of, the much-maligned international hastily nudged it against Lucas Villarruel whose block rebounded the ball back to Romo. Unfortunately for Venezuela’s third-choice goalkeeper – and not for the first time in recent memory – he failed to collect a relatively straightforward ball, instead dropping it for Villarruel to pounce and nudge home.

For the rest of the first half, the balance of play continued in the same vein as it had since kick-off, with Huracán putting in some crosses that tested Mineros’ nervy defence and getting a few shots on goal. The hosts did, however, receive a blow just before half-time as goalkeeper Marcos Díaz was injured and had to be replaced by Matías Giordano. This was especially disappointing for Díaz as he had been the shootout hero of November’s Copa Argentina win against Rosario Central, saving two of the three penalties the opposition failed to convert and thus securing Libertadores qualification for his side.

Moving into the second period, barring a brief early spell, the hosts continued to dominate possession in the first 25 minutes. However, while the Argentines may have enjoyed most of the play and, at times, been encamped within the Mineros half, they rarely threatened the opposition goal. They must have sensed their Venezuelan foes were growing in confidence, something they could see with their own eyes when, with 20 minutes remaining, Mineros made a rare foray into the other half. On the inside-left, goalscorer Valoyes slid a neat reverse ball through for substitute Angelo Peña – a man with international caps and a stint in Portugal on his CV – who found himself one-on-one with Giordano, but hit his shot too close to the goalkeeper.

From this moment onwards, the game turned into an end-to-end contest, something that was best encapsulated in a thrilling 30-second spell several minutes later. This started with Venezuelan international Blanco hitting the bar with a fine strike and then seeing the ball rebound to his La Vinotinto colleague Rafael Acosta who, from the edge of the area, hit the post with a good effort with the outside of his right boot. Before anyone could catch breath, the Argentines were up the other end where substitute and much-travelled recent recruit Daniel Montenegro then hit the crossbar.

However, it did not take the Venezuelans long to go one better as in the 80th minute Valoyes, with Federico Mancinelli behind him, appeared to slip following minimal contact and was awarded a rather fortuitous penalty. The Colombian himself stepped up to convert the spot-kick, thus gaining his second goal of the game and giving his side a suprise lead that, pre-game, few outside of Venezuela were predicting.

Alas, once again, a Venezuelan team were unable to hold on as with two minutes left, defender Julio Machado was adjudged to have hauled Montenegro to the ground in the penalty area. While it looked a little soft, many saw this as justice served and it was 36-year-old defender Eduardo Domínguez who held his nerve to ensure this game ended on level terms.

Before the game, one senses Mineros de Guayana would have taken a draw and indeed their defence-minded tactics borne of Libertadores experience were certainly designed primarily to frustrate, with the hope of mounting a counter-attack every now and again. When Huracán began to run out of ideas, the Venezuelan side threw off their shackles and came within a few minutes of achieving a memorable win.

Played on the same night, this group’s other fixture saw Brazilian champions Cruzeiro draw 0-0 against Bolivia’s Club Universitario, which, given the conditions, is not a point to be sniffed at. In their next match, they will be back in more comfortable environs in Belo Horizonte, where they will face Huracán, a game for which the sensible money will be on the hosts. Mineros thus will be at home to the Bolivian side, in a game that they really must win in order to feel that progressing from this group is a viable possibility.

As always, check back here and/or at @DarrenSpherical for further updates on the Copa Libertadores campaigns of not only Mineros de Guayana but also Deportivo Táchira and Zamora, as well as a whole lot more related to Venezuelan and South American football.

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