Diego Maradona passed away two years ago. If he had lived, he would have been overjoyed at Argentina’s World Cup victory. Who else can celebrate like Maradona! If Maradona had the chance to send a congratulatory message to Lionel Messi, Argentina’s hero on another World Cup win, from where he is now, what would it be? What has been attempted is—
Dear Leo,
I don’t know whether this letter will reach you or not. If you got it, take love first.
I am watching your festival in Ejeiza square by removing the blue curtain. Ish! If I could be at this meeting! If I could sing ‘Muchachos’ in tune with the crowd! A few days ago you sang in this song, ‘Diego, see you in that sky.’ Now you sing, ‘Sleep in peace Diego!’
How to sleep Leo! The two eyelids will not be united until the last molecule of this meeting is mixed with the air. I am looking at your water with eyes full of joy, remove the curtain that you call the sky. Today it is bluer, darker—just like the deep sadness of my not being able to join your gatherings.
Dear Leo, my child, my Argentinian child! I really want to pull you to my chest. I say with my chest, people are watching you have won the World Cup. But I see something else. The way you have united the Argentinians through this World Cup victory was once seen 36 years ago. And showed our ‘spiritual leader’ Eva Peron.
The World Cup trophy is nothing more than recognition made of little metal. There may be a little gold and silver, FIFA! But the recognition you get in the minds of Argentines through this meeting today is the biggest achievement. Che was saying that despite cultivating the revolution around the world, he did not always get the status he deserved in his native Rosario. You are the son of Rosario. You can do it Leo, you can!
Look at that, people are singing in your name. This song is immortal, immortal, immortal. From now on, every time you step out into the streets of Rosario or Buenos Aires, you will see a picture of absolute satisfaction on everyone’s faces. That’s the real World Cup Leo, that’s the real victory!
Why only Argentina, look for that country in Pub. I can see everything from here. They were also waiting to see the World Cup in your hands. The wait of 36 years is not only for you, but also for them. Maybe the whole world. There was a little regret while thinking about it. It’s because of me that people put expectations on you. When you carry that burden, almost back to your native land, when you get success, who sees my pride!
I said to Mozart, take the violin, I will cry happy tears. He doesn’t understand football. But after understanding the situation, he just said, will there be an impression of the last poem in the tune? You have to say this, tell me!
In your last match in the World Cup, you fulfilled the nation’s dream by lifting the burden imposed by me. Like Lucille, Michelangelo said, crowds flocked to see his last scratch on the canvas. He also talked about those frescoes in the Sistine Chapel. The picture of the World Cup in your hands is more beautiful than that!
I am a simple person. A heart like a child. I believe everything. I don’t just believe that, the Argentines will be looking for the ‘Next Maradona‘. Look, everyone is looking for the ‘next Messi’. That’s tradition Leo, you took this weight off my chest. You have eased all my regrets and sorrows.
Thank you, Leo.
Well Leo, are we flip sides of the same coin? People say, I am pure Argentine not only by blood, but also by nature and behavior. Very emotional, hateful in the blood and straight to the point. There is no hiding.
You are the opposite. Remember all the joys and sorrows of the mind. Rosario’s Paraná River is calm, serene. Even if people separate us in this way, they forget that the ‘currency’ is the Argentine peso. We are both Argentinian; Whether you left the country at the age of 13 to go to the ‘hell’, don’t even talk about football – you’re Argentinian, just to follow through on a childhood love. You have kept your promise, just as you kept your promise to the nation
I also kept But I wasn’t like you. I believed in, ‘La pelota no se mancha’ – people can do whatever they want with life. The ball has no responsibility for that. It never gets stained. The day I cried and said that in front of the Boca Juniors fans, I saw the tears in people’s eyes. i saw love No title compares to him.
You will not be able to compare this love of the crowd. Never even try to find it. Just feel, Leo, close your eyes and just feel—how intense, what magic is the expression of Argentine love!
People have created a new controversy about you by forgetting this illusion. The topic is old but you brought it up by winning the World Cup. Who is the best of all time? Don’t listen to people’s arguments, Leo. Just enjoy your game. Continue playing the way you grew up playing in Rosario’s Playhouse. Don’t ever let it stain you. Van Gogh stood by and smiled. People match your face with him. Ravish! That innocent ball is the reflection of your face. You are football!
The day you went down in the last fight at Lucille, we all wanted to pull back the curtain here. As soon as I saw the blue-white aura inside the stadium from above, I remembered Azteka. mind burned If I could stay in the field! If I could help you a little! I was satisfied. Everything is here. Not just the sense of touch. When you kissed the title on the stage, I thought, this is the longest waiting kiss in the world!
Is kissing the World Cup trophy the same as it used to be, Leo? That empty feeling, how empty everything seems… Then from some burning mouth of the heart, joy erupts like the lava of Vesuvius. How much of it can be understood in the flow of the crowd? When you are all alone after all the noise and bustle, think how deep are the roots of this joy!
From the world’s first Argentine to the last to come, from the world’s first Argentina supporter to the last to stand in blue-white hands—all will remember your victory, Leo.
Eva Peron raised her hand and called. There will be a procession here in your honor. I will chant. I also called Garrincha-Socrates. Today there is no longer any distinction between the Latin brothers. Bringing the World Cup back to Latin America and bringing everyone together like this, but yours, Leo; That was not in me.
I did not argue with Pele to stay there! Tell Pele, “Rajdarbar” wanted to bring him up, but I stopped him. I will fight to the end. This is my gift to the eternal rival. And that pure love for you, which is only based on words.
The future Messi may come out of these generations of Argentina
Why don’t you say something to the Argentines? Oh! Stupid Leo! My dear Leo! Now you are there for them. So I’m singing, ‘Don’t cry for me Argentina/ The truth is I never left you…’
So far today, Leo. What’s in the eye? Where did Mozart go, he must take the violin!
It’s all yours, Diego. ❤❤
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