Mexican football usually catches the fansÃ¢ÂÂ eyes with a beautiful, exciting, offensive game. But historically it has led them to nothing but disappointment. With no major international crowns Ã¢ÂÂ except in the Concacaf competitions, where they play alone Ã¢ÂÂ their clubs, performing well but failing to deliver at crunch time, tend to live up to the national team motto: jugÃÂ³ como nunca, perdiÃÂ³ como siempre (played like never before, lost as usual). This year, however, America is not honoring this tradition. Perhaps the most successful side in MexicoÃ¢ÂÂs football history, the Eagles entered this Libertadores campaign with one of their worst squads ever. No-one thought they would go further than a burrito left alone in the sun. But, playing mostly miserable football, they are somehow still alive and kicking. On Thursday night they beat Santos at home 2-0, taking a huge advantage to Vila Belmiro for the second leg.How do I begin to explain that the team that reached rock bottom at home are a step away from the Libertadores semifinals? Sorry, I just canÃ¢ÂÂt do that.The only thing for sure is that the turning point of their campaign was the clash against Flamengo in the LibertadoresÃ¢ÂÂ round of 16 earlier this month. They went into the first leg as the worst team in the Mexican Clausura: two wins, two draws and 11 (yes, 11) losses. No wonder the Azteca Stadium was empty for the game against the high-flying Brazilians, who killed the poor birds 4-2. After the fourth goal AmericaÃ¢ÂÂs Argentine gaffer, Ruben Romano, made with his hands the unequivocal Ã¢ÂÂitÃ¢ÂÂs overÃ¢ÂÂ sign. And in the changing rooms, to avoid further shame, he resigned from his job.But in the second leg, at the MaracanÃÂ£ Stadium, headless America needed a 3-0 win to qualify. In other words, a miracle. Which it was just what they got.