They all knew and went to meet him. Dayán la Magia García returned to his Ariguanabo. He arrived between the rhythm of Fidencio’s drums, the applause of the people of the neighborhood and the effusive hug that gave way to the photos.
The young baseball player, almost speechless, thanked the welcome. He touched the cowbell, held his beloved daughter in his arms again… and enjoyed the other Asere team.
Dayán García Ortega, the boy from the El Palenque neighborhood, returned from Miami and found the warmth of his town. There was the mulata from the solar, the singer of Culture, the pedicab driver, the child, the old woman, the one who drinks rum in the park, the CTC official, the press and the authorities of the Party and the Government together with the Inder.
That very Cuban ajiaco, reyoyo and authentic, went to meet one of our brave men in the Clásico, the champion of his town, of Artemisa, Palenque, Calle Ancha or La Loma. Dayan of all! Simple, cordial, gentlemanly, a good baseball player and a better person.
So the drums beat for “the Magic” of a humble hero. San Antonio de los Baños vibrated with emotion for his triumph. We are happy. Other events will return, and it will wear the four letters of our Cuba again… the Homeland turned into the Team Asere of the children who defend it.