November 29. The rain was starting to pick up and the temperature continued to drop. It seemed as if all was lost. We were down 4-1, on aggregate, and time was ticking away. The fourth official holds up the board for a substitution and on comes Blas Perez. Like some many times before that season, his insertion into the squad sparked the team. Not even five minutes later, we get a goal back; 4-2. From that moment, the onslaught began. The midfielders start whipping crosses into the box, hoping our hero, the man who came through some many times before, would do it again.
Goodbye Ol’ Friend: An ode to Blas Perez
