Today I remembered Fabian Roncero in a foster home
The death of myths like Blanca Fernández Ochoa reminds us that in athletics there are also myths such as, for example, that Prince of Asturias Award: Fabián Roncero. Today, at 48 he works at night taking care of children in a foster home. We have to live. Nobody gives it to you.
In adversity, nostalgia is defended very badly: it is a ruin.
I recognize these days that one has been affected by the sad end of Blanca Fernández Ochoa. It will be, therefore, this article to reconsider to the extent that I can think of: how difficult it is sometimes to be a former athlete.
The first thing that caught my attention is what the former Olympic gymnast Almudena Cid has written: “For several years, a group of athletes have held monthly meetings conducted by a sports psychologist to talk, discuss, share about him during , the transition and after the elite sport ”.
I have not remembered then Blanca that I did not know more than for loyal childhood memories, yes, like that winter of 92. But I have remembered, for example, Fabian Roncero, who was Prince of Asturias Award in 1997 with the Spanish marathon team of the Athens World Cup.
But Fabian was more than that. He was a great athlete who left us memorable images challenging Gebrselassie as if there were no differences. He is still the only Spanish citizen who has dropped 1 hour in a half marathon With the work you have or with the talent you require.
In 2012 he left us ice cream when we learned that a man like him, Fabián Roncero, worked as a private clerk at Decathlon in Santander.
The report went around Spain. But since then nobody has managed to solve it. Now, with 49 years, Fabian works looking after children at night for a surviving NGO, always rescuing the positive reading of life, forgetting about the bad ones.
I do remember the day in which in his neighborhood of Madrid, in San Blas, they opened a pavilion with his name and did not even have the decency to invite him.
How difficult it is sometimes to be a former athlete.
Fabián is lucky that he can already drop stones that he will not protest because he adapts to the environment. Perhaps because his epitaph should be reserved for that phrase of his which, however, it is sad to hear:In this life almost nobody helps almost anyone. ”
It does not give us homework, but it makes us think about the day Fabian Roncero dies (may God want it to never come). The networks will be filled with voices that will remember that ‘he was a genius’ and perhaps some politician, who never saw him run, will say: ‘I admired that man’.
However, that man is the same one who, after having done what no one did, earns a living.
I think there is no comparison with Blanca's case, because Fabian's head is a marathon, convinced that “There are very little things that give a great happiness. Happiness is not only in sports glory. ”
But it's difficult. Sometimes, it is very difficult to be a former athlete as Almudena Cid has explained these four times, Olympic: “There is something very painful for the athlete and it is that, after feeling tremendously competent in what you do, you feel that you are nobody without Be the one you were. ”
I remembered then that magnificent athlete of 800, Tomás de Teresa, whom I met working as a telemarketer, picking up a phone until he was fired. However, the pavilion of his town in Santoña bore his name: Tomás de Teresa.
How to tell in a job of so much stress in which everyone is wanting to finish.
The fact is that I remembered Tomás de Teresa as I could have remembered so many that made us vibrate, for example, Blanca Fernández Ochoa.
Just because of that, perhaps she, the longed for White, did not deserve so much adversity: neither a bank account with zero euros nor living on a room in her little sister's house.
But there are times when the memory is null and that is why this article happens what I was warning you at the beginning: nostalgia is hardly defended.
Sometimes, nostalgia is a ruin.
Not all athletes have big heads or, even having them, they don't have something that also exists in the world: luck.
And those are people who need help and sometimes find themselves with the help that Fabian Roncero has working at night to be able to eat (I didn't want to ask him what he charged, I didn't want to call him).
I think that for all this we need people like José María García who feels “nauseous” when talking about putting the name of Blanca Fernández Ochoa on the streets, in sports centers, whatever.
We really need people who remember how difficult it is to be a former athlete so many times. We need people, in short, who prefer to help former athletes in life instead of dead when nothing can be done.
And the pity is that people who could prevent him like José María García from his microphone have been retired for so many years.
And when we listen to him we realize what we still miss him.