Noticias ALEJANDRO Posted June 2, 2024 Posted June 2, 2024 It would be around 1983. "The ball" was in full swing. Located in the Cedíaz shopping center on the precisely Casanova Avenue, in Caracas, it was a place that opened Paulino Casanova and Pat Kelly, major leagues that played as imported in the Venezuelan professional ball. In that place there was talk of baseball ... and sauce, and the attendance was increasing. Musicians and players, in addition to the Venezuelan fans, gathered there because it could be found from A Eddie Palmieri and José Mangual Junior to Ray Pérez passing through bread with cheese and dozens of more musicians, in addition to journalists and cazanoticias. There this journalist stumbled upon Andy Montañez and without hesitation asked him for an interview. -We can talk? -Are you going to interview me? -That is the intention… -Well, see you at three in the morning in the shopping center. The fact was unusual, especially because who requested the interview was a woman and it was barely 10:30 at night. As they say po[CENSORED]rly, he had to do heart and wait, keeping the money precise to be able to take the taxi back home. At three in the morning this journalist was in the arerape, with fright and everything. Andy arrived, smiled and said: “You really want an interview. Let's ask for a soup. ” And the first of tens of conversations sustained through years began, with the spoiled child of traders. Click
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