Cristiano Ronaldo he was such a star that, in the old days, on his way to court, he would sign autographs at every step, smiling and tanned, blinded by the spotlights, as if the road were not hard and gray, but red and padded; as if the road did not lead to the Provincial Court of Madrid, but to the Dolby Theater in Los Angeles; as if they were not going to sentence him to an unpayable penalty for the rest, 18.8 million euros, but to decorate him for an unusual talent.
But for some time now, Cristiano has been frustrated, a prisoner of indignation, delivered to a suffocating sensation of injustice. He doesn’t understand. Why does he conspire against him the world that one day he ate from his hand?
Why did they let you go from Real Madrid and did Real Madrid continue to accumulate cups? Why did they give him free rein at Juventus and why did Juventus continue to reign? Why was he expelled from a miserable Manchester United and Manchester United regained its joy? Why didn’t Liverpool or Bayern knock on your door, with no transfer fee, and let the opportunity run? Why did he participate in the World Cup with Portugal and Portugal lose to Morocco, anyway, without him being able to remedy it?
It is not a disgrace to caress the 40, but It’s a bit embarrassing to see him like this, plunged into sleep, as if he wasn’t shy, but football. With expressions of acrimony towards those who welcomed him, as a teenager, in a foreign country; towards the coach who, in his maturity, led him to lift the Euro Cup; to the agent who lifted him out of poverty and eventually got him on the Forbes list.
Let’s say that Cristiano is failing him, like Bruce Willis, the sixth Sense. The obvious escapes him. The years weigh on her, even though her pride remains intact. He is not considered appealed even when he barely has a contract left in Saudi Arabia, where he will also play soccer. “Is [un contrato] unique because I am a unique footballer”, he smiled in his presentation. “It is a great opportunity not only for football, but to change the mentality of the new generations”.
If it is an opportunity for sport, no European or American will be there to see it. And if it serves to change the mentality of the new generations, it will not be the Arabs. At least the clarity is appreciated. Cristiano Ronaldo not only set out to betray the fans who adored him with his desperate offer to Atlético Madrid and Manchester City. His pride catapulted him further.
Cristiano will be the image of the tyranny that dismembered the journalist Jamal Khashoggithen a columnist for The Washington Post, and applies the death penalty as a divine condemnation. And perhaps worst of all. He will pawn his image so that the 2030 World Cup is not for his country and his compatriots, with the candidacy of Spain and Portugal, but for Mohamed Bin Salman: the king who will boast of the emeritus striker like his thoroughbreds, his team in England or his crime without punishment.
Cristiano’s moral corruption is comparable to that of the Kaili clan, serving Qatar from positions of power in the European Union. They will sell dozens of alibis. They will say that they open the country to the world. But you don’t have to be Wittgenstein to decipher the reason for the infamy. Europe, unlike the Arab kingdoms, does not need wads of cash to persuade them of the virtues of their culture. But there will always be Europeans, like Cristiano, open to the best adversary (Russia, Arabia, Morocco), ready to sacrifice anything for money they don’t need.
Follow the topics that interest you