For the first time football has a nerdy hero.
It cost horrors. And now, between the festivities, it might seem natural. But there is nothing normal about an entire country accepting someone like Messi as a national hero.
The best soccer player has little of a soccer player.
He is not surrounded by mines nor does he dive into merchandise; he does not get into politics or crash luxury cars.
Nothing of that. All he wants is to play football.
Messi’s personality as a gifted kid would be normal for a chess champion. But this is fobal, potato! A strange little guy, clumsy off the pitch, whose greatest excess in this World Cup was to say “stupid”. Little angel. If he were not the winning ticket of a nation, the same ones who celebrated that childish insult would be the first to make him bullying. Bah, they already did it for too long, although now the Cup washes away the memory.
This nerdy hero thing is striking. Does it mean a breakthrough for inclusion? maybe. But neither should we forget that Argentina immediately took charge of compensating for any kind of misunderstanding. “No, we are not a bunch of geniuses on the spectrum,” clarified the best goalkeeper in the world when explaining to the world that he is the opposite of the nerd. He is the male. The male who fucks everyone. El Dibu, with his patriarchal trophy in the poronga, put things in his place, clarifying that the rest is not Messi. Argentina to the phallus. Diego, from his eternal white cloud, surely smiled with relief.
Messi is not similar to anyone from his country. And, although he finally found his team and now the whole world adores him, he will always be a lonely kid who prefers the ball to people. Because, unlike people, the sphere is perfect and simple, just like his obsession as a brilliant nerd boy who only asks for one thing: to be allowed to play in peace.
