A whirlwind trip to Panama which was worth everything.
I left early on Friday to Panama to be present at the tribute that this boxing country paid to the immortal Manos de Piedra Durán, Roberto Durán. I returned home early on Saturday, I was not even there for 24 hours but every minute was worth gold in what was an unforgettable trip.

When I was a child of only twelve years old, I had the great honor of representing Mexico in the Little League Baseball World Cup, which was played in none other than Panama. When I landed, memories invaded my mind and heart. Our national team was of a high level and players from México City were only a few, among them my great friend Félix Aguirre who is now the director of the Aztec Stadium.
We finished in fourth place behind Colombia, the Dominican Republic and the champion Venezuela.
My mom traveled with me. Only a couple of other moms went, and obviously my teammates made fun of me from day one, teasing and even bullying me as mommy’s boy, but they forgot all about it, when Dona Martha invited the whole team to a great meal at a Mexican restaurant in Panama.
My dad arrived halfway through the tournament and was present at two games. My best performance was against Costa Rica when my dad was there. He came to the stands accompanied by Yamil Chade and the great Panamanian promoter Luis Espada and other boxing people who didn’t believe that Don José was there in the stands. I batted 2 doubles and a single, played the whole game in first base and we won the game.

2 days later we had to play the semi-final against Panama, imagine, a full stadium, great pressure, my dad in the stands with Duran, Hilario Zapata, Pinder and other champions who came to accompany him. That day left a mark on me forever, one of the strongest lessons in my life. We had a wonderful game, we beat the home team against all expectations, we won 8-0 without the least problems; What was a huge blow to me was that they left me on the bench the whole game; not even a chance as a pinch hitter, nothing. I kept looking to the stands with anguish and shame to see my dad.