Thanks Messi

Thanks Messi. Thank you for showcasing family before luxury, thank you for teaching us that even guys with fame and money can have normal aspirations, families that aren’t a quilombo, lives that aren’t spent online, wives with joys, looks and dreams , but who are also women with their genius when they play their chips, and popcorn on their skirts when it’s their turn to be mothers.

Thank you, Messi, because we need references which can be examples and not exceptionsbecause we need the normality of family afternoons, work with discipline, passion for what one does, and if your goals had anything, it was the courage that millions of eyes would have rested on someone who certainly has nonsense, anxieties, uncertainties, goals, rolls, complexes and everything that makes us human.

Thank you, because you don’t envy but mark a path; Thank you because your humility covers more than that very special life that you have been lucky and that you have to manage every day so that the environment does not swallow you with its flattery and steal the essence of your origin.

Thank you for not being a renegade, or an outcast, or an imbecile whose idol goes to his head. Thank you because I can tell my children about you without having to hide the torturous aspects of a soul without destiny.

And finally, thank you for being there a crack in life before football And because surely if you delivered pizza, or were a hardware store, or sold Eleven T-shirts, you’d also be as big as Messi, because deep down you’re Messi. Ah… I forgot, thanks also to your parents because they have done something, to Antonella who is always there, and to the kids, who one day will understand too how difficult it was to be Messi.