At lunchtime, while we were eating, I called a secret meeting by the tree to discuss the matter. The two teams were very evenly matched, so I thought it would be decided in a one-on-one fight between fat Sánchez and Gutiérrez. Diego didn't seem very worried. the fat guy was confident in his abilities. He had recovered 100% from his cold and would stop everything Gutiérrez kicked. Little Luis and I weren't so sure!