July began with something I desperately needed: silence.

A break. A reset.
Forty-five days without a match, the longest stretch since I arrived. When the players returned, I could see clarity on their faces, the kind that only rest provides. Bisanz, too, was back in light training. His return lifts the whole environment, he’s an important presence on and off the pitch.

No transfers in. No transfers out. The embargo means stability, even when it feels like a cage. But stability also means continuity and familiarity.

I make two early decisions:
Silva and Mariano Riegel return to the reserves for game time. They have futures here, but they need rhythm, not the bench.

Then the first crack appears.
Martín Nervo asks to leave.

He’s been a professional, but with Carrizo back and Paz in commanding form, Nervo knew his minutes would vanish. I respect honesty. I granted his request.

Meanwhile Boca started sniffing around César Ibáñez. No offer yet. But the idea of losing him? That one keeps me awake.

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Torneo Clausura — Matchday 1: Belgrano (A)

We open the Clausura away to Belgrano. I trust the players who ended the first half of the year so well:

Meza
Guidara – Paz – Carrizo – Ibáñez
Pérez – Gil – Miljevic
Tissera – Chiquichano – Cabral

Belgrano set up in a 4-4-2. They kick off.

We strike early.
Five minutes in, Paz starts a move that slices them open. Guidara slips in Tissera, who pivots beautifully and finds Chiquichano. One touch. Cabral. And the final ball falls to Ibáñez flying forward — 1-0.

The football is fluid, sharp, confident.

Then chaos:
Paz gives away a penalty… Meza saves.

We go into halftime ahead.

The second half turns into a battle. In the 58th minute their striker bends in a brilliant finish. 1-1. Both teams push, both teams miss chances.

A draw to start. Not perfect, but fair.

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Copa Sudamericana — Playoff Round, 1st Leg: Sporting Cristal (A)

We travel to Peru.
Gil is carrying a knock — Waller starts.
De La Fuente replaces Guidara.

We dominate the chances but lack precision. Tissera struggles again. Maybe his explosion vs Palestino was an outlier? At the hour mark, he comes off for Bisanz.

And immediately, the rhythm changes.

Some delicate triangles between De La Fuente and Bisanz end with a low cross that Cabral tucks away. 1-0.

But we fade.

A corner. A header. 1-1.

We push. We risk. And in stoppage time, Miljevic chips the defence and De La Fuente smashes home. 2-1.

A massive away result.

At the airport, Daniel Vega calls:

“Gabriel, Wanchope is gone. Loan to Deportivo Pereira.”

I sigh. A legend of the club. A warrior. But not part of this project anymore.

Then another twist.

“Gabriel, I’ve sold Lautaro Bogado to Unión. Pathway issues. Moreyra is coming.”

Not easy — but correct.

When we land, the doctor meets me:
Pereyra — torn calf. Three months.
González — thigh strain, six weeks.

Thank God Carrizo returned when he did.

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Torneo Clausura — Matchday 2: Estudiantes (H)

Estudiantes score after 26 seconds.
A long lob over Meza.
My stomach drops.

Then Pérez pulls his groin. Odeja replaces him.

At halftime I tell them, “Show me who you are.”

We push harder.
Ibáñez tires — Alanis comes in.
Chiquichano exhausted — Tissera on.

And with 20 minutes left, the match flips.

Bisanz + Guidara combine brilliantly, delivering a grounded cross that Alanis rifles in. 1-1.

Moments later, Guidara again — perfect ball.
Tissera, with all the doubts swirling around him, heads home 2-1.

We hold on.

Estudiantes sack their manager the next day. Football is brutal.

The next call from Vega:
Nervo leaves for Toluca on loan, with a £325k option.
Good business. Honest business.

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Copa Sudamericana — Playoff Round, 2nd Leg: Sporting Cristal (H)

The stadium is electric; we hold a 2-1 lead.

After 3 minutes: disaster.
A ball over the top. A finish. 1-0. Tie level.

But in the 22nd minute, Ibáñez surges down the flank, crosses low, Cabral meets it: 1-1 on the night, 3-2 on aggregate.

The match becomes frantic.
At halftime, I demand composure.

By the 70th minute, half the team is dead on their feet. So I change half the team:

De La Fuente → Guidara
Bisanz → Tissera
Chiquichano → Giménez
Ibáñez → Alanis
Miljevic → Waller

Fresh legs. Energy. Hope.

And then — the moment.

Waller intercepts a poor pass, storms forward, shrugs off two defenders, and fires across the keeper. 2-1. Tie over.

Final whistle. We’re through.
Next round: Gremio.

Another call from Vega:
De La Fuente and Guidara extend for a year.
The right-back position is secured through the embargo.

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Torneo Clausura — Matchday 3: Boca Juniors (A)

La Bombonera. Iconic. Intimidating.
We play good football but lack the final ball.

Early second half: penalty for Boca. Paredes converts. 1-0.

I change the front line — Tissera and Giménez for Bisanz and Chiquichano.

Still not enough.

More changes: Guidara, Odeja, Waller.

Then — hope.
Cabral is fouled.
Penalty.
Giménez buries it. 1-1.

But three minutes later, Velasco slaloms past two defenders and scores. 2-1.

We lose. Not a disaster, but a reminder of what we still lack.

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Copa Argentina — Round vs J.J. Urquiza (A)

I rotate 10 players. Only Carrizo keeps his place.

We start perfectly:

11′ – Guidara → Giménez, 1-0.
14′ – Guidara → Alanis, 2-0.
34′ – Penalty. Giménez scores again. 3-0.

Halftime calm. Then we sleep.

47′ – They score. 3-1.
65′ – Alanis crosses, Urzi finishes. 4-1.
78′ – Another lapse. 4-2.

We win, but the defending is unacceptable.

Next up: Godoy Cruz.

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Outro — Reflections on July

July was a month of contradictions.

We showed courage in the Sudamericana, eliminating Sporting Cristal over two legs. We showed grit in the league, beating Estudiantes and earning a strong away point at Belgrano. We fell short at Boca but did not hide. In the cup, our rotated side advanced comfortably, though not convincingly.

We lost players — Wanchope, Bogado, Nervo but gained clarity.
We lost Pereyra and González to injury, but Carrizo returned.
We rediscovered Bisanz.
We confirmed Guidara’s resurgence.
We saw flashes of brilliance from Tissera and Waller that could define the coming months.

This team is still learning who it is.
Still battling fatigue, pressure, expectation and its own limitations.
Still evolving under an identity that demands courage every minute.

But when I look at the month as a whole?

I feel something I haven’t felt since I arrived:

Momentum.

And for a club like Huracán, a club that has suffered, fallen, risen, and dreamed — momentum is the first step toward destiny.

August awaits.
And we are ready.