(Buenos Aires, 1960 - Dique Luján, 2020) Argentine soccer player, one of the greatest in history, often compared to the legendary Pelé. Although his skill with the ball and his refined technique matched that of the Brazilian, Maradona’s career was much more irregular: his difficult character, health problems and drug addiction marred part of his career, but did not prevent his genius from shining on numerous occasions. After winning the 1979 World Youth Championship with his country’s national team and triumphing two years later with Boca Juniors, he began a European tour that took him to F.C. Barcelona (1982-84), Napoli (1984-91) and Sevilla (1992-93). Back in Argentina, he played for Newell’s Old Boys and Boca Juniors before retiring in 1997. With the Argentine national team he participated in four World Cups and won the World Cup title in Mexico (1986), in which he had a wonderful and unforgettable performance.
Argentina’s most popular soccer player was born, according to the Civil Registry, on October 30, 1960 in Lanús, although everyone identifies him as El Pelusa from Villa Fiorito, where he spent his childhood and from where he rose to fame. At the age of nine he began his love affair with soccer, when he played in a children’s team known as Los Cebollitas. Don Diego, his father, ran a small soccer field in the neighborhood and managed the Estrella Roja team, which Diego Jr. joined as a teenager and in spite of his older teammates. He studied at the Avellaneda commercial school, but did not finish the first year of high school, because he spent his time playing little games (almost juggling) with the ball.
Signed by Argentinos Juniors, he made his debut in the first division in 1976, ten days before his sixteenth birthday. He continued playing for Argentinos Juniors until 1980, and although his team did not win any championship, Maradona was the top scorer in the Argentine tournaments of 1978, 1979 and 1980. In 1979 he was part of the youth team that won the world championship. In 1981 he moved to Boca Juniors (River Plate also tried to sign him), team with which he became champion that same year.
European adventure
By then, the clubs of the old continent were already the natural destination for the great promises of American soccer, and Maradona was the most outstanding. Signed in 1982 by Futbol Club Barcelona for 1,200 million pesetas (7.2 million euros, an astronomical figure at the time), he won the League Cup, the King’s Cup (both in 1983) and the Spanish Super Cup (1984) with the Azulgranas, but hepatitis and a major injury affected his performance. Again for an astronomical fee, he moved to Napoli in 1984, with whom he won the 1987 and 1990 leagues, the 1989 UEFA Cup and the 1991 Italian Super Cup.
During his time in Italy, he married Claudia Villafañe, with whom he would have two daughters, Dalma and Giannina. Maradona remained with Napoli until 1991, when an anti-doping control detected cocaine consumption, for which he was suspended for fifteen months. Shortly after, he was arrested in Buenos Aires in a police raid. On April 28, 1992 he was released from prison and was charged with supplying and possessing drugs.
His international career ended stormily at Sevilla, a team with which he did not complete the 1992-1993 season. When he returned to Argentina after his European experience, he played for the Rosario club Newell’s Old Boys (1993-1994) and, after serving the suspension imposed in 1994 by the international soccer authority (FIFA), he returned to the Boca Juniors jersey in 1995, in an irregular season in terms of his performance. In October 1997 he announced his definitive retirement after, once again, testing positive in an anti-doping test.
The hand of God and the goal of the century
With the Argentine national team, Maradona had already shown his magic in the team that won the World Youth Championship in Japan (1979). At senior level, Maradona was part of the national teams that took part in four world championships: Spain (1982), Mexico (1986), Italy (1990) and the United States (1994). He won the world championship in Mexico (1986) and was runner-up in Italy (1990). In the 1994 World Cup in the United States, he only played two matches; after the second, he tested positive in an anti-doping control and was suspended.
Where he shone most brightly was undoubtedly in the World Cup in Mexico, when his ability to drag the entire defense of the opposing team with his impressive dribbling and projection left the millions of fans watching the championship on television stunned. Particularly memorable was his performance in the quarterfinals: four years after the Falklands War, England and Argentina were facing each other in a match of maximum rivalry, which ended with a 2-1 victory for the Albicelestes, with two goals by Maradona.
The first of them should have been disallowed (Maradona fisted a ball that was in dispute with the British goalkeeper), but it is no less famous for that: when asked afterwards if he had scored the goal with his hand, Maradona replied that it had been “the hand of God”, and with that name he went down in history. The second goal, rightly called the goal of the century, was one of his geniuses that is hard to beat: starting from his own half, Maradona dribbled past five English players and the goalkeeper, one after the other, and scored with a left-footed shot.
Professionally, after his retirement he worked as a coach, manager of Boca Juniors, sports commentator and television presenter. Despite the numerous scandals and controversies he was involved in during and after his sporting career, Maradona continued to be idolized in his country. El Pelusa knew how to thrill soccer lovers and earned a place in the history of the sport. The song composed by Fito Páez (Dale alegría a mi corazón) and the tango Mago Diego, by Enrique Bugatti, are some of the tributes that his compatriots dedicated to him.
In 2008 he was appointed coach of the Argentine national soccer team, and his tenure, as was to be expected, was controversial: despite having the likes of Leo Messi, whom he recognized as his successor, the Albiceleste team did not make it past the quarterfinals of the 2010 World Cup in South Africa. His unsuccessful coaching career continued in the United Arab Emirates, Belarus, Mexico and finally in his native Argentina; he was coach of Gimnasia La Plata when, at the age of 60, he died due to a sudden worsening of his delicate health.
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almost kinda jealous of our regular crushposters rn, while it sounds frustrating being hung up on the same person for a year-to-several-years for some of yall crushes are a cute/fun feeling and i got no one at the moment just periodic cycles of “maybe i should try to be friends with my ex-situationship” followed by “no, even though you feel better than you did and recognize it was for the best, it’s still not the right time (and may never be)”
I’m always jealous of crushposters until I fall hard for someone completely unreachable and can’t let go of it.
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I remind you that my crush is 99% gay.
I continue to find legitimate reasons to not bother them, and I still can’t take the hint. The hope in my posts is a counterweight to the anxiety irl.
okay yeah that i’m not jealous of, falling for someone w/ an incompatible orientation sucks and is an unpleasantness i’ve thankfully not experienced thus far. though…
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not exactly the same (but i feel like adjacent): part of why me and my last person split is she’s i guess what you’d call polycurious (or at least non-monogamous curious) and i lean monogamous and am strictly monoamorous (the idea of multiple serious partners - at least as a long term thing - i have less than zero interest in, it actively gives me anxiety and icks me out and my life would just feel super messified and, counterintuitively, i think it would actually make me feel less free/more trapped).
idk, part of me thinks it might have worked itself out if we were able to build something that felt secure/trusting for her (i’m group-stuff curious, and if i was in a relationship w/ a deep level of trust/security i’d maybe be open to the conversation of a more casual open relaysh under clearly set parameters/boundaries, so getting onto similar enough pages isn’t out of the question). but she has a lot of issues with intimacy/trust/commitment/attachment and tbh i already felt destabilized from that stuff so i think was primed to call the whole thing off at the first sign of a potential deal breaker to protect myself. and if it weren’t this, i think her “aaaaaaah i dont know who i am or what i want or who i am or what i want” issues would have latched onto something else and it wouldn’t have worked between us right now regardless. she’s just not in a good place for where things were heading, and she’d be bad for me as she is now because i’d feel destabilized and insecure with her.
so i’m like…i recognize we aren’t right for each other right now, but this is someone i love and care about and who loves and cares about me, why does it have to be so hard and complicated to be friends? sadly the heart doesn’t listen to reason like that, at least not without very intentional practice and self-boundaries. it just sucks, it’s so rare for me to meet people who feel so intuitively kindred, and for them to be gone nearly as quickly as they arrived is just big sad. life is the longest thing you do and i hope we can find our way back to each other as friends, i just know that right now it elicits too many complicated/hurty emotions for me.
Here’s one of my go to sore heart songs
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Exactly!! Also uh…any tips on regulating romantic feelings for a friend you know you can’t be with? Asking for a friend. A friend named uh…Soylent…Snake……ahfuck