The Ball Does Not Get Stained — Farewell, Diego
I write these lines fearing to be unprofessional, as I can only do it as a heartbroken fan who's lost his childhood hero.
Many years ago I travelled the world for months, visiting some of the poorest countries in the planet. One day, as I was walking in Myanmar, I sat down on the sidewalk to watch two skinny kids without shirts nor shoes grab two stones and make a goal in the dirt, to then play a penalty shootout with a very worn out ball. I did not know what they were saying but I understood a few words, when the shooter said 'Messi' and the goalkeeper said 'Keylor Navas.'