translated from Spanish: so his friends fired him

Alexander experienced his last goal. His friends took his coffin to the courts where he began his dream of being a professional footballer who was cut short by a gunshot wound to the head.
“Chander, Chander,” as he was affectionately told, shouted the whole town from the stands as several young men in their 15s, their friends, prepared on the court so they could throw one last goal in their memory.
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As soon as the goal was scored, all friends rushed over the coffin as they would have done with him in life to celebrate. They all broke down in tears there. 
The village forgot the “healthy distance” and the recommendations for the coronavirus. Everyone wanted to say goodbye to the child who saw it grow to 16 and who always had a smile for others. 

Before the tribute, everyone brought white flowers while waiting for their dad to arrive from North Carolina in the United States where he lived and worked for years. 
Every now and then they shouted batons and cheered the player of third professional division of the University of the Gulf of Mexico and placed next to his body some of the trophies he had won or balls with which he played. 
“I’m going to move sea sky and earth so it doesn’t go unpunished (…) I’m here, I want you to know that I never left you alone, I’m here, Daddy,” Alexander’s dad yelled at him as soon as he stepped foot in the house where his son lived again after years of not being in it. 

Those bleak cries were enough to tear again the tears of all the people waiting under the tents.
When it came to saying goodbye, the tumult of people walked with white T-shirts, banners for justice and football-shaped balloons. 
Bulletins of the Attorney General’s Office of the State of Oaxaca little convince the family. In them the authorities say that in Alexander’s death there will be no impunity, that there is a detainee and that he will soon be brought in front of the judge.
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“Chander son of my life, Chander I love you, I love you always,” shouted his mother, Virginia Gómez Pérez, who tells him over and over again that a policeman told him that he had confused him for wearing his face covered because he carried the head cover that everyone uses for health contingency. 
The cry of justice rumbled in the cemetery, between song and song sung to him by his friends with the guitar and promises that they will make it not just one more case left in impunity. 
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Original source in Spanish