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In the title story, a group of neighbourhood friends keep playing a grudge match against a rival side from nearby, and they wait for Tito, the boy from their own potrero who went on to play professionally, to come back and play for them. The story turns on whether someone who has risen out of the barrio still owes it his presence, and on the friends' faith that he will show up.
On the neighbourhood pitch, rank comes from what you do with the ball, not from family, money or school. That lets boys from unequal homes build a shared order among themselves. When talent later becomes a way out of the barrio, the potrero's egalitarian bond turns into a test of whether success erases or honours where you came from.
Allegiance to a football club passes from father to child like a surname, before the child can judge the team's merits. That is why it survives decades of losing. Abandoning the club would mean breaking faith with the family and the neighbourhood that handed it down, not just changing a preference.
Fans date their own lives by games: where they were, who they were with, which relative was still alive for a particular goal or defeat. The fixture list works as a private calendar. Remembering a match becomes a way of recovering a lost person or a lost stage of childhood.
The stories treat the fan's excesses sympathetically: rituals and superstitions, putting the club ahead of love or reason, unforgiving rivalries. Read that way, they are a moral commitment to something beyond self-interest. What looks absurd from outside is, from inside, fidelity kept precisely because it pays nothing back.