Twenty years on the microphone, and I still prefer the pitch behind the house

I’m Facundo. I called my first match on a local radio station in 2006, from a plastic chair with a microphone taped to a broom handle. Since then I have commentated on four continents, appeared on a late-night panel for nine seasons and learned to keep going when the feed drops.

Lunes de potrero began in 2023 as a Monday message to the friends I used to play with on a dirt pitch. It is still free, still written on Sunday night, and still one long read plus whatever the weekend left over.