Luck is for losers. A true winner doesn’t hope for results: he makes them. With this in mind, Sergio Jadue prepares to televise the Copa America group draw to the entire world, as a sort of kickoff event for the tournament that will be held in his county. But there’s no reason to be so serious: first comes a CONMEBOL family tremendous celebration, with the FBI infiltrated at the party itself.

Money is exciting. Grab it, make a stash: a new car, caviar, and why not, buy a soccer team. Pink Floyd said it, not Jadue. With bank account figures he’s never seen before, the La Calera native splurges on himself, followed closely by a reporter. Meanwhile, the FBI is pressing him to deliver some concrete evidence: the time has come to be a rat, or perhaps a monkey, the smartest animal of all.

As Julio Grondona used to say, “Everything passes.” Marital difficulties triggered by lies pass. Financial problems pass. National embarrassments pass. The great triumphs that, for an instant, elevate completely unknown countries to the highest of heavens – those too, pass. Money passes. Justice passes. But what happened to Sergio Jadue? Everything.