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The night that Lionel Messi became everyone's 'god'


In silence, the artist continues to carve his work, while listening in the distance to the prayers that resound in the world to delay the hour of goodbye.

Two months after his coronation in


, the whole world is watching him as if he belonged to another galaxy.

Someone who has arrived where no one had done before: to feel enveloped in a mantle of universal celebration, an endless caravan that admires and adores him in a way almost never seen before, within a ratio that crosses generations until the ends of the lives of others are united.

that parishioner that has transformed him, Lionel Messi, into a mythological being inside and outside the stadiums


Someone who, despite a certain celestial stature, mirrors our lives even in the most domestic and personal matters.

The birthdays of children, adolescents and adults, even the most veteran, for example, have incorporated along with the third star of the Selection, the cake and the candles, the celebratory ritual of walking slowly, step by step, with the black

tunic and transparent gold

that the Emir of Qatar, Tamim bin Hamad Al Thani, placed on it before raising the World Cup and its innumerable replicas to Heaven.

A new way of summoning the beatitudes of each occasion.

This tunic, whose simulations grew exponentially on the market, is the classic


of Arab and Muslim cultures, used for more than two thousand years.

Messi made a multicultural spell out of that fabric unknown in the West with the authority of a prophet that no longer belongs only to Argentines

: if Messi conquered the world in the Qatar Cup, the world appropriated Messi in those burning desert lands qatari

In this sense, two allegories have earned immortality thanks to Leo's talent and ability to ignite souls wherever he goes.

One is from the British journalist Peter Drury

, who recounted the defining penalty this way:

“A long solitary walk for Gonzalo Montiel.

He didn't start the game, he can finish it... Montiel... Argentina world champion again, finally!

And a nation will tango all night.

Thirty-six years since Maradona and Mexico, here finally is the Nation's new group of immortals.

Scaloni will be predestined, Messi will be sanctified… Leo Messi has conquered the final peak, he has shaken hands with Paradise.

The little boy from Rosario, Santa Fe, has just launched into Heaven: he ascends to a galaxy of his own and now has his crowning moment… He has always been the point of difference.

Incomparable… the debate could go on if you guys want, but as he falls in love with the object of the world he coveted with all his heart… it's hard to escape the assumption that he established himself as the greatest of all time…”

The other metaphorical piece was from the Argentine journalist Sofía Martínez

, who after beating Croatia 3-0 and reaching the Cup final, crossed Messi in the mixed zone and told him:

"Although we all want to win the Cup , I want to tell you that beyond the result there is something that no one is going to take from you... You went through each one of the Argentines, I really tell you.

There is no child that does not have your shirt, that is not the original, the trout or the invented one, the imaginary one... you marked everyone's life and that for me is bigger than any World Cup... It is a thank you for a moment of happiness so great that you gave to so many people, that I hope you take it in your heart because it is more important than a World Cup and you already have that, no one is going to take it from you.

So thank you Captain."

An English journalist and an Argentinean made the feelings and words of millions around the world their own.

This time there was no

"hand of God"

, but the accelerated beating of the heart of a legend.

In each of his phantasmagorical runs and dribbles, in that delicious trickster's art that he reveals when he rehearses his outrages in the pasture, surrounded by rivals that he spreads, Messi synthesizes the best and most beautiful that football has


Make happy and sow wonder in the lives of others.

Make even the most neophytes jump off their couches and touch the sky in this game that articulates childhood with adult life, once and for all.

A bit of all that happened two months ago in Qatari lands.

Leo was already on the threshold of that imaginary territory, exclusive for a few, that he democratized for all

, that unforgettable day in which he crossed that door and dressed as a myth.

If you like, he assumed what he already was: a hero, a mixture of gods and mortals according to Greek mythology.


It may not be an example, but it is a model.

This is not a small thing in a society like ours, which venerates a certain barrabrava gene, that ancestral reflex that drives us to follow arrogant leaders rather than copy silent talents, composed in the forge of humility and hard work.

A country where someone can say "what a son of a bitch!"

it's a compliment.

There was a reason why there were those who honored Messi's “Maradonian” outbursts on the day of angry hearts on the stormy afternoon against the Netherlands.

Messi didn't go into eternity because of his bullshit rebuke to Wout Weghorst, beaten recipient of the

“go there, fool”.

He had already made her fall in love by her own art.

At the age of 35, when almost all the cracks become a memory or are shadows of yesterday

, in that celebration recreated as someone who comes dragging a load and reaches the top to start over, Messi overcame the myth of Sisyphus, condemned over and over again. time to resign himself to the ravine of the rock.

His resilience has won the most crucial battle, that of life: he has lifted all the trophies he did not have (the Copa América, the Finalissima and the World Cup in a year and a half) and the rock did not fall again.

At the top, Leo will forever raise his arms to all the galaxies over and over again.

And his gesture is reproduced at family gatherings as a homemade homage to his epic: like a modern Prometheus, another famous myth,

Messi has stolen the sacred fire from the gods and has brought it closer to the people in every soccer glory recital


He also survived those who ate his liver every night, in comments that today sound ridiculous and that he never repelled.

In silence, the artist continues to carve his work, while he listens in the distance to the prayers that resound in the world to delay the hour of goodbye.

Special for Clarion.

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Source: clarin

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