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El pasado domingo pudimos leer en el Diario InformaciĆ³n un maravilloso artĆculo de Mar Galindo titulado 'La leyenda del arquero' inspirado en Justin Pitts tras su exultante partidazo ante Melilla.
Gracias a la disposiciĆ³n de Mar Galindo para colaborar con el blog, tenemos la versiĆ³n en inglĆ©s de ese artĆculo, para que se pueda llegar mĆ”s lejos... ¿quiĆ©n sabe si la leyenda cruzarĆ” el charco? La cuestiĆ³n es que es un lujo disfrutar de Justin Pitts en nuestro equipo.
The legend of
the archer
Big legendary stories need big heroes. Those gifted with an enviable aim, able to shoot and hit the bullseye yards away with the help of a sling or a crossbow. Of course, we love them. Very often, that great ability makes up for the lack of other characteristics. Let’s take that old war among Israelite and Philistian people, back three thousand years ago. There we had a brave David, running through the battlefield without an armor just because he was not strong enough to hold it. But he trusted his god and the five stones hiding in his pockets to beat giant Goliath. A single shot with his sling was all it took to defeat the big guy in the valley of Elah. Victory was just a stone’s throw.
Two thousand miles away from that battle,
around that age, there was another famous dispute. The main hero in the Trojan
War, that handsome, strong, superfast Greek warrior, Achilles, could not
survive Paris’ accurate shot at his heel. He died straight as an arrow.
Every time, in every story, we love the
character of the archer and his rebelliousness. At times, he hides behind the
woods in Sherwood as an outlaw. A hero handling his gifted bow to steal from
the rich to give to the poor, as the English medieval myth. At some other time,
he refuses to pay respect to the tyrant and finds himself having to shoot his
crossbow to hit a green apple as a target… an apple standing over his son’s
head, a hundred steps away, as in the Swiss legend.
In Lucentinian mythology, the archer dresses in
white with a big number three at his back and walks his 5’10 in height through
the court as if he was dancing among clumsy defenders unable to stop his deadly
arrows. He can fire his crossbow from every corner, as a true Legolas, the
fabulous elf from The Lord of the Rings.
His extraordinary foresight finds gaps where ordinary people only see a wall.
Together with his agility and speed, his lethal aim makes a legend out of him
in every game.
Justin Pitts avisĆ³ dos veces de lo que iba a pasar en el final del partido š£š@FundLucentum @kiaenzona @zonadebasquethttps://t.co/phndRLnfDf pic.twitter.com/gDZHyb1soh— RamĆ³n J. (@lucentumblog) January 25, 2020
From Robin Hood to William Tell, from Katniss Everdeen in The hunger games to Ygritte in Game
of thrones, the arrows shot by the archer always find their way to make us
fall in love. In HLA Alicante, artilleryman Justin Pitts kicks left and right:
free throws, lay-ups, three pointers and every single basket he can land, no
matter how close or how far he is; no matter how many opponents are in front of
him. Supplied with an invisible quiver and an enormous set of dangerous arrows,
his presence in the battlefield is a bonus. Whenever you see him loading his
bow with an arrow, whether under the basket or 23 feet away, you know he is
going to score. There is no giant big enough to stop him. He always hits the
bullseye.
Big legendary stories need big heroes. And the
size of our hero is as big as his accuracy. Be careful if you come to see him
playing in Alicante: You may be hit by an arrow. No, no MVPitts’ arrows. I mean
those thrown by Cupid. Because this team and his legendary archer will make you
fall in love with them.
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