¡Marea Roja! 🇵🇦🇵🇦🇵🇦
Sabemos que los cupos a Toronto son limitados, actualmente Canadá 🇨🇦 solo nos autoriza 1 vuelo diario y esos vuelos ya están casi llenos.✈️
Pero buenas noticias: este lunes (allá no es el Día de las Madres 😱) iniciaremos el proceso de solicitar a las autoridades canadienses vuelos especiales a Toronto en las fechas de los partidos de nuestra Sele.⚽️
Además, estaremos programando vuelos adicionales a Nueva York, donde gracias al acuerdo de cielos abiertos con EE.UU. no necesitamos permisos especiales.🗽
Venimos con más vuelos y tarifas súper atractivas, para que más panameños puedan viajar a alentar a nuestros muchachos y que la fuerza de la Marea Roja se sienta desde Panamá hasta Toronto y Nueva York.💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽
Comunicaremos detalles en cuanto esten disponibles. Esten atentos a nuestras redes sociales y canales oficiales de comunicación.
Good morning.
The reason you feel Charlie’s death so deeply is because grief doesn’t measure itself by proximity. It measures itself by meaning. You didn’t have to know him personally to feel the sting of his absence, because when a voice like his goes silent, something in the atmosphere shifts.
The reason it feels heavier than so many other tragedies is because your spirit recognizes that this is not just about a man, it is about a battle. Scripture says eternity is written on our hearts, and when someone who carried truth with boldness is suddenly gone, eternity aches within us. It’s like our souls know instinctively that the darkness celebrated, and that strikes us at the core.
The reason you can’t shake it is because psychologically, we don’t only attach ourselves to people…we attach ourselves to symbols. Charlie became a symbol of conviction in a time of compromise, courage in a time of fear. And when a symbol is struck down, it rattles something primal and eternal inside us.
That’s why even those who never met him feel it. There is a strange thread pulling at us, and it is not imagined. It is real. We are bound together by shared purpose, by shared longing for truth, by the Spirit of God Himself weaving us into a fabric that cannot be torn apart. This loss pulled at that fabric, and every one of us felt the tug.
So if you’ve wondered why this hits so hard, it’s because your soul knows. This is bigger than news. This is bigger than politics. This is about eternity, about truth, and about the weight of a man whose life carried both.
Love y’all.
Like all of you, I am utterly stunned and heartbroken and sick to my soul today. It is unimaginable to write these words. I met Charlie Kirk when he was 18 years old, a young man so eager and determined that I immediately turned to a friend and said, “That kid is going to be the head of the RNC one day.” Charlie became even bigger and more important than that. It was a privilege to watch this principled man stand up for his beliefs and create the single most important conservative political organization in America. But more importantly, Charlie was a good man, a man who believed in right and wrong, who stood by his Biblical values. All of us will miss him, and I can’t imagine the pain of his beautiful young family, and we must all pray for them. And we must pick up the baton where Charlie left it, fighting for the things he believed in so passionately. And we must fight for a better America - an America where good people can speak truth and debate passionately without fear of a bullet. I weep for Charlie’s family, and I weep for my country today. Most of all, I weep for Charlie.
ALERT🚨: I’m on my United flight going from AZ back home to NJ — and I’m sitting next to a young migrant child traveling solo.
Her backpack is tagged with a DOJ Security tag from U.S. Customs & Border Patrol.
She’s wearing all new clothes and shoes and does not speak English.
@FrontlinesTPUSA@TPUSA
🚨🚨ESCANDALOSO GOL🚨🚨
Vinicius Jr:
- Le roban un balón de oro
- Tiene a todo un país insultándole cada partido
- Todas las aficiones y rivales se centran en él
Y LE DA IGUAL. Hace lo que quiere. Es el MEJOR del MUNDO.
Yo me quiero el sombrero
QUÉ FUTBOLISTA
Hemos normalizado que este tío regatee a los porteros cada dos semanas y antes lo hacía el Pelé/Ronaldo de turno una vez y era un gol para la historia. Si ese sprint de área a área en el minuto 80 lo hacía Cristiano Ronaldo teníamos a los manolos comentándolo todo el mes. Pero el fútbol ha muerto.
➤ ¿Primer tiempo? Real Madrid 0-2 Borussia Dortmund. El equipo fue puro descontrol y caos. Pudieron recibir más goles. Antonio Rüdiger no andaba. Lucas Vázquez estuvo muy mal. Y Vinicius Júnior prácticamente ni la agarró.
➤ ¿Segundo tiempo? Real Madrid 5-2 Borussia Dortmund. Metieron 5 goles. Aplastante superioridad. Antonio Rüdiger mostró el camino. Lucas Vázquez selló la remontada. Y Vinicius Júnior firmó un HAT-TRICK.
Lo que pintaba para desastre se terminó convirtiendo en otra noche mágica de UEFA Champions League.
¿Explicación? Simplemente EL CLUB MÁS GRANDE DE LA HISTORIA.