It started with a game and became my everyday passion. There is one not day when I do not think about Bolton Wanderers. I’m 7000 miles away, true, but the fans make me feel like I’m in there because I already feel part of the Bolton family. I dream every day of waking up in that small town in England and being able to go to a game at Macron Stadium and I will not stop fighting for that dream.
I met the club in the worst moment of its history, but that did not stop me from following it because it goes beyond the football. The bad administration led the club to be on the brink of bankruptcy. However, little by little we are getting ourselves up. We are a historic English club and, this season is very important to consolidate us in Championship in spite of having so many disadvantages compared with our rivals. I have full confidence in our team, I would just ask Parkinson to be a bit more offensive.
The truth is that it is difficult to follow the matches because they almost never broadcast it on TV. However when they are on TV here, I celebrate with my friend Nicolas; we get together and watch the match. We live it with a lot of passion that is characteristic of our country. Some day if I get to travel, we will share this passion that unites us and makes us feel like brothers.
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Thanks and Vamos Bolton.