Even the most loyal fans don't think Diego Maradona is a master of technology and tactics, but we don't need Diego Maradona to be a master of technology and tactics, just as Argentines never need Madame Veron to be a master of governing the country. She is just a social butterfly who only regards an affair as a storm, but the most beautiful girl in history stands on the balcony in the corner of Mayflower Square, and with a gentle wave of her hand, the whole Argentina is crying crazily on Qingshi Road.
It's strange that this country needs great ladies and demons, Madame Peron and Diego Maradona to make the most basic things into romantic philosophy, just like tango, where men and women flirt with their legs in docks and pubs, but they have become masters from generation to generation. Unlike Brazil, which is lax in entertainment, Paraguay, which is cold and tough, and even betrayed Spain, the former sovereign state, only Argentina can make Mrs. Veron president and Diego Diego Maradona head coach of the national team.
It is precisely because Argentina is different from the whole world that fans love it.
Don't always question Diego Diego Maradona's coaching ability. The talented Argentine national team needs not Capello, but a Jesus. Even if this Jesus likes taking drugs and shooting journalists, he is still Jesus. From Passareira to Belsa, to Pekman, Bianchi and Cooper, no tactician can make Argentine players find a reasonable position, because they have no soul. Diego maradona was to Galado, saviola and Amar what ernesto guevara was to the later South American guerrillas. They looked up to this idol from an early age, learned to load the first bullet, learn to fight opponents, learn to "sing fishing songs barefoot on the deck", learn to fall in love, learn to cheat, learn to assassinate, and learn to be assassinated.
Don't be noble in finding fault with the hand of God and ephedrine. Argentine players are not Scottish players. They are born maverick technical and tactical masters. All they want is a stadium where Jesus inspires restless souls, or a big devil inspires their bloodthirsty instinct. In this way, a diego maradona with mediocre coaching ability but superior spirit must coach the Argentine team. I think it's right. A group of lunatics either need priests or crazier lunatics than them.
What emerges is the picture of the "Goose Death Squad". Grondona, who has been in a daze all his life, has made the best idea in his life, that is, to let the 86th generation collectively coach Argentina and let Diego Diego Maradona, Pilate, goyechea and perhaps Batista return to the Jianghu. As far as I can remember, they still wear tight old-fashioned jerseys and pants, still have the Beatles' long hair, swear and kick free kicks. These rebels born in the anti-American frenzy of the Cold War are the real rebels. They have never played skateboarding or CS games, but they have been surfing and fighting all their lives, raising their middle finger at American imperialism and throwing hugs at Castro. They don't betray their brothers, don't dislike the poor, pat their brothers on the shoulder, drink and burn knives, and say, "Come on, fuck them to death" ... This is very outdated and valuable.
Football needs this outdated value, instead of everyone wearing Armani suits, holding photos of the stars and saying "I care about the victims in Africa" like the UN Ambassador for the People. It's too fake, and football is too fake. Therefore, I will always remember that diego maradona skillfully hit an orange with his left foot at Cambridge University, and then cried bitterly: I am a donkey. I haven't learned it since I was a child. I took drugs and shot reporters. Don't be like me. Three months later, he started taking drugs again and spread all kinds of news. If you think this is the behavior of a villain, please hug Bailey, the representative of wealth. Actually, Bailey is an exquisite prosthesis produced by FIFA. He was manipulated by the clues behind him and walked skillfully on his temples. He is familiar with all kinds of rules and contacts. He is like a fairy, but he has no taste. In fact, what human beings need most of the time is a lovely bastard, not a terrible aristocrat. When Garrincha fell dead on the road, he took a cold look, leaving only the tail gas of Mercedes-Benz.
Well, don't guess whether Diego Diego Maradona can get good teaching results. He's not here to do this. He's just a dose of high medicine in the dressing room, shouting "Argentina" with bare arms, and the rest is left to Pilate and the coaching staff. Any idea that Argentina will move towards a tactical revolution from now on is naive. Argentina has always been just a floating cloud in world football. It doesn't want to leave anything behind, and it doesn't want to take anything away. It's just a sad and beautiful blue and white landscape.
Nowadays, the efficiency of the game is getting higher and higher, the players are getting higher and higher, the tactical discipline is getting stricter and stricter, the TV broadcast is getting more and more exquisite, and the flight route of the ball is getting more and more strange under the improvement of Adinik scientists-but you have to admit that the harder it is for us to see the really wonderful game, the blood is not flowing from the artery, and the players are all standard products produced on the industrial assembly line, with all kinds of rigid youth training camp signs printed, no personalized technology and no personality.
Football is improving, but its personality is declining. May diego maradona lead the Argentine team with his magic. If his 42-yard big feet spin the UFO magnetically, it will send his thoughts to all the children. Argentine football is so lacking in madness now that it needs Mark, an old horse, to kick his apprentice's ass and make them rush. He may have done a lot of things, but he will definitely let us see a real blue and white army again, flowing like furious mercury to every inch of the stadium.
Mrs. Veron didn't change Argentina's economy, but she gave Argentines the belief to continue tango. Brother Ma Lao can't change the fate of Argentine football, but he can make the little people look up and see a lighthouse only 1.68 meters high, just like the sun ... only those who watch the World Cup in the dark will support the devil who is the least worthy to be the head coach of Argentina, even though his mind is full of it.
That's enough. What do you want diego maradona to do? When you came into tHIs world, you thought you were a dose of hi medicine and roared at the camera like a storm.