My heart commands a huge joy mixed with much nostalgia for this first game of the new Chapecoense. My tears are present, for I am not commentating on a game in which those 19 warriors who left us on that damn Colombian mountain are playing. But life goes on, Chapecoense are back and I am fortunate to be with them again.
I am sure that I will again be the narrator for the new feats of this resurgent Chape. The first draw (2-2) of our new lives is significant, because it was against Palmeiras, the last Brazilian national champion.