This reminds me of (3) | Bondia

I was attacked by Perec and started to reminisce. My first Olympics were in Moscow, but I only remember Misha the bear. The 1984 games in Los Angeles, I remember the semifinals of the basketball championship, Spain’s victory over Yugoslavia and José Manuel Abascal’s bronze medal in the 1500 meters. I remember the 1982 World Cup and how jealous my brother was because he rehearsed the opening ceremony on Wednesday afternoon throughout the stadium: he painted the Argentine flag. I remember the day when Samaranch said that the 1992 Olympics would be held in Barcelona and Professor Albaca gave us a party to celebrate. I remember the click of Famobil, the newspaper Elefante, the day Rodríguez de la Fuente died and the day Chaplin died. I remember the wine bottle batteries in Coke Cao cans, the Electro L, the Scalextric GP 26 and the Subbuteo player. And the yellow-framed cartoon cards given away with Danone yogurt (Heidi, Ruy, Los tres musqueperros). I remember the prizes on the Miko polo shirt pole, which I never touched, and the tango ball, the official ball of the World Cup in Argentina, but I didn’t get it. Finally, I remember the day when Skylab fell, the robbery of the Central Bank, the one, two, three and three hundred million, El canto de un duro, Sesión de Tarde and Applause. I remember the two rhombuses, the tuning letter, the UHF, that they wouldn’t let me see Curro Jiménez, that on the playground we recruited playmates, put our arms around each other’s shoulders and sang: “Quén quiere Come play, for the Indians and the cowboys? Of course, I remember the first copy of Je me souviens that I stole from the media library of the French Institute, and finally I remember Roy the replicant from Blade Runner: “All these moments will disappear in time like tears in the rain. It’s time to die. ”