Why do I keep supporting Cruz Azul even though they don’t win anything at all?

Why do I keep supporting Cruz Azul even though they don’t win anything at all?

The truth about it all is that I don’t know. I was born on the year of 1998, and the last time this Mexican soccer team won a championship that is worth remembering was on 1997. So I haven’t seen my team win anything at all.

Some people say I have a tendency to masochism, and they might be right, but the truth is that there’s not a weekend I’m not concerned about the performance of this team. There have been lots of times that they have disappointed me, or that just bad luck comes around.

The first time I saw Cruz Azul suffering from bad luck was in 2008, when I was completely conscious of what soccer meant. By that time Cruz Azul counted with a lot of good players and they owned the tournament, anything different from the championship was a complete failure. They arrived to the final round and their opponent was Toluca, a team who was characterized for their excess of roughness and defense insecurity. It was a really complicated game for both teams, so complicated they almost get to the penalty strikes. Cruz Azul was dominating Toluca’s territory and almost at the end of the match the first “Cruzazuleada” took place. A very talented player, named Cesar Villaluz, was kicked by one of Toluca’s players, a nasty guy named José Cruzalta. This was one of the most violent actions I’ve ever seen in soccer, Villaluz lost consciousness for a while and was taken to a hospital immediately. And that was not the crazy part of this, the referee decided to do nothing about and continued the game as usual, even though it would have been a penalty kick for Cruz Azul and the possibility of a championship. Eventually, Cruz Azul lost the final in the penalty strikes and began with a record of bad luck difficult to understand for anybody.

Since the day they won their last tournament, they have arrived to 9 finals, and lost them all in the weirdest way possible. It looks as if they wanted to upgrade the level of weirdness every time they get to the final stage. They have increased drama substantially, reaching a point of incredibleness so high, that no one gets to understand how they do it. Some players even need psychological treatment, like Alejandro Castro, the guy that scored in his own goal in a final against America, Cruz Azul’s most hated rival.

So, why do I keep supporting this strange team? The truth is I don’t know, maybe I’m a masochist after all. ;P