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There are matches that are not just matches. They are unfinished business that time keeps.
On June 22, 1986, at the Azteca, Argentina and England faced each other in the quarterfinals.
Four years earlier, there had been a war. Football had not forgotten it.
The faces of those who fell in Malvinas were still part of everyday memory. That is why that play was experienced as a release and a symbolic vindication.
Diego arrived with his fist. He arrived with his feet. He arrived with everything.
He himself explained it later: it was “a little with Maradona’s head and another little with the hand of God”.
And when that was not enough, he ran half the pitch, dribbling past Englishmen, to score what
FIFA chose as the best goal in World Cup history.
Two goals. One man. An entire generation that learned to love football by watching that.
Maradona left in 2020. But he left the debt unpaid.
On Wednesday, July 15, the Albiceleste will clash with the English, this time in Atlanta.
The first time they face each other in a World Cup semifinal.
The torch has been passed. Lionel has it at his feet.
He is not being asked for the hand of God. He is being asked for what he has always given: the most beautiful football there is.
The childhood of millions waits in the stands. Diego watches from somewhere that needs no coordinates.
Now it’s your turn, Leo. 🐐
✍️Cracks.