It was a trophy presentation that will remain with me until the end of time. No clench hand pumps, no back-slapping, no yelling and shouting. There was scarcely even a group, only a modest bunch of players holding back the tears as they brought down their heads to get their awards.
It was not an upbeat event. It was a fierce difficulty.
Neto, Alan Ruschel and Jackson Follmann - whose correct leg has been somewhat excised - are Chapecoense's just survivors from the group that set out to play in the last of the Copa Sudamericana. Their salute to the group, with Follmann grasping the glass in a mechanized wheelchair, was exceptional - sad and inspiring in equivalent measure.
It wasn't the manner by which they thought they'd be coming back to Chapeco, yet they were fortunate to have made it back by any means.
Saturday was another remarkable day for Chapecoense, a day of blended, also extraordinary, feelings.
Chapecoense was playing its first amusement since the group was about wiped out in a plane crash on November 29.
In the space of only a couple short weeks, 22 players have been selected to frame a fresh out of the plastic new group, a band so hurriedly orchestrated that one player was even hauled out of preparing before me on Thursday to rapidly sign his agreement on the sideline. In any case, yet, Chape held the national champions to a 2-2 draw, each of the objectives, from Douglas Grolli and Amaral, supporting the purgation.
The players were joined on the field by the groups of the casualties, solid and noble individuals who would never have envisioned that a standout amongst the most far-fetched stories in game would end in such catastrophe.
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