Years ago, so many that I don't even remember, on the walls of a cemetery on the outskirts of Seville, where
Diego
had a fleeting passage, some anarchists left their slogan: “Dead, get out of there.
The land is for those who work it!”
Less than 35 years ago, another legend by an anonymous author and irrelevant ideology appeared in the Naples cemetery:
"They don't know what they missed
. "
Today, Maradona occupies other lands far from Andalusia and does not know what he lost with the Napoli title.
He doesn't know why he's not there.
He doesn't know why Diego is dead.
But dead and all, he challenges Borges with those that "we are all destined to be forgotten", as the blind nobleman said
.
No. Maradona resists.
Perhaps someone can write on some wall of that chaos that is today the delirium in front of the Mediterranean "chi ama, non dimentica".
Because he who loves, he does not forget.
It is a great day to read or listen to all the common places, all the phrases, all the topics that not even artificial intelligence would be able to imagine.
I have mine: "Maradona champion."
Maradona brought the powerful of Italy to their knees and became a legend.
Photo: AFP.
Because Diego is more important than these guys from Spaletti who brought immense joy to the “terrone”, he won another battle between the poor South and the opulent North of Italy.
Come?
Common places come naturally, like acne in adolescents.
And it's okay, so be it.
Because Maradona is the most accessible commonplace in the history of football.
The old people saw him play.
The young don't.
How did Maradona play?
Like the Gods, he played, kid
.
Victor Osimhen, Napoli's goal man in his third scudetto.
Photo: REUTERS/Jennifer Lorenzini.
Dead and very dead that he is,
Diego continues to give us happiness
.
Not only there, in the revolutionized Naples with its third scudetto while tides of motorcycles walk through the city celebrating.
Here.
Here too.
Maradona, dead, is alive to rid us of this habit of worrying about the blue, the lelic, the PASO, the apocalyptic speeches, the TV panels, the prices, the knockout of wages, the injustices, the demagogy, the abuse of power, lost love, the infinite sadness of crying over the Bible next to the water heater.
Dead that he is, Maradona lives.
revive.
revive.
He returns from where he will not leave.
Excuse me Mr. Borges.
You were right.
We will be oblivion
minus one
.
Less Diego.
Because he who loves, he does not forget.
Force Diego.
Forza Napoli.
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Napoli champion: the southern team won its third "Scudetto" after 33 years
