The best player of the history

East a post is little off-topic but it is worth while mentioning this situation. The soccer (also known like Soccer, for the yankees) is a sport with million followers in the whole balloon. Along the history the out-standing players have been great, but the struggle for knowing who there is the best player of soccer of the world has always been between Pelé and Maradona. A lo largo de la historia han sido muchos los jugadores destacados, pero la lucha por saber quién es el mejor jugador de futbol del mundo siempre ha estado entre Pelé y Maradona.
If they ask me, I think that the best player of the history has been I peeled. I base on the quality that it has like person, the image that presents the others, the example that tries to give, anyway, I believe that the human factor makes me incline the scales in his favor. Although also it has his bad things, like any human being. On the other hand, I believe that Diego Armando Maradona was born with the talent, he was a player out of series, and many years will happen before seeing someone similar. Aunque también tiene sus cosas malas, como cualquier humano. Por otro lado, creo que Diego Armando Maradona nació con el talento, era un jugador fuera de serie, y pasarán muchos años antes de ver a alguien parecido.
I know that the Argentinians will go with Diego, and the Brasileiros and others all that, with Pelé, believe that it is a story of never finishing. Pero la Federación Internacional of History and Statistics has done a list of the best players of the history, where the member countries of the FIFA have a vote, and the countries with more tradition, they have two. Like that remained the first five positions. Así quedaron los cinco primeros puestos.
- Edson Arantes do Nascimento Pelé (Brazil).
- Hendrik Johan Cruyff (Holland).
- Franz Beckenbauer (Germany).
- Alfredo Di Stéfano (Argentinian / Spain).
- Diego Armando Maradona (Argentina).
Since they see, the Argentinian remained a straggler up to the fifth position, while O'rey stayed in the first place. For me, finally it is an only one list, and every person will have her own number one. Certainly, in the place 26 appears the Mexican (only one), Hugo Sánchez. Por cierto, en el lugar 26 aparece el (único) mexicano, Hugo Sánchez.
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March 5, 2008 at 11:46 pm
Mmmm is always a topic of discussion that (regrettably) for any does not end well … But what for me is out of discussion is that Maradona and I Peeled the first and second sound (in the order that each one wants) …
I do not believe that Beckenbauer for example, two is at the level of these in a heap of factors (good game, experience, and the others) …
March 6, 2008 at 12:04 am
“Maradona and I Peeled the first and second sound (in the order that each one wants)
March 6, 2008 at 12:44 am
it is clear that Kobe Bryant is the best of the history
March 6, 2008 at 10:07 am
If, Maradona ordered himself thousands of shit and committed a heap of errors that do not even have excuses.
Perhaps after this letter, be able to understand some a bit more because the Argentinians we want it and defend so much in spite of everything.
It was written by a family mother when it was interned on the verge of dying:
Diego:
You not sos saint of my devotion, already I said it to you thousand times; you me always fell down for the bottom because sos a boaster and a bocasucia. Zacarías says to me that if I will like the soccer would be another thing, that you I penetrate of the court you were something that had no name, a thing of another world, that in your best epochs you were capable of maddening the laws of the physics and bla bla bla. But for this side nobody buys me to me. I am a lady, I do not understand and do not want to know about balls and pantaloncitos short. El Zacarías me dice que si me gustara el fútbol sería otra cosa, que vos adentro de la cancha eras algo que no tenía nombre, una cosa de otro mundo, que en tus mejores épocas eras capaz de enloquecer las leyes de la física y bla bla bla. Pero por ese lado a mí nadie me compra. Yo soy una señora, no entiendo y no quiero entender de pelotas y pantaloncitos cortos.
On the other hand there are other things that yes I understand. And for these things I pray these nights, but eye: it is not for you. Sabés why do I pray? Because there were moments in which we did not have anything, but what one says anything, it arrives of the table to eat, and you were making my family happy. no es por vos. ¿Sabés por qué rezo? Porque hubo momentos en los que no tuvimos nada, pero lo que se dice nada, arriba de la mesa para comer, y vos le dabas alegría a mi familia.
Alfonsín was doing ravages, and thanks to just God there us fell down of the sky a World cup that you gained from top to top. For me it was a horrible winter, because it could only put spinach beet donuts in the lunch and spinach beet donuts in the dinner. But if today him asks to the Nacho or to Zacarías what they remember of this winter, they name you, the mouth is filled of you, they smile … do not remember another thing; they do not have the minor idea of that spent famine. Pero si hoy le pregunto al Nacho o al Zacarías qué se acuerdan de ese invierno, ellos te nombran, se llenan la boca de vos, sonríen… No se acuerdan de otra cosa; no tienen la menor idea de que pasaron hambre.
Out, in the door of the clinic where respirás for a tubito, it is full of foreign journalists taking photos of him to a world of the people who lights sails and who passes the dawn reciting the rosary. Sometimes it gives me a little of shame that the rest of the world believes that we are so basic, so obstructionists. But later they give me desire of telling to the world that nobody prays Pero después me dan ganas de explicarle al mundo que nadie reza
neither for the bocasucia, nor either for the boaster. They give me desire of telling to the world what country is this one, what few happy moments we have had in the last twenty years, and that of this few ones, almost they all came with your signature.
With what it is difficult to us to agree in something. With what it is difficult to laugh or to cry or to shout for the same. With what it is difficult to us to sing “Argentina, Argentina” and at the same time to feel that the breast gets conceited. And to do force for the same, and to want to be better, and kick out of anger. The day of the ephedrine I went out to the street and, I swear it to you for my three children, for the first time in the life I saw everybody crying. The people were going in silence for the street, dragging the feet, and it him was falling down the snots. The whole flat and mute country. What is strange that we are!, I thought, but I felt bighead of this blood that was mine, because I also was crying and did not know from when. Con lo que nos cuesta cantar “Argentina, Argentina” y al mismo tiempo sentir que el pecho se infla. Y hacer fuerza por lo mismo, y querer ser mejores, y patalear de rabia. El día de la efedrina salí a la calle y, te lo juro por mis tres hijos, por primera vez en la vida vi a todo el mundo llorando. La gente iba en silencio por la calle, arrastrando los pies, y se le caía los mocos. Todo el país desinflado y mudo. ¡Qué raros que somos!, pensé, pero me sentí orgullosa de esta sangre que era mía, porque yo también lloraba y no sabía desde cuándo.
If up to the Caio, which never saw you raising a glass of the world, it has a poster of yours in his piece and speaks of you as if he had lived through you. If even the Nonno excused to you that you were sending the prostitute who gave birth to them to the whole live Italy. If even the Nacho, which hates the soccer, knows that you sos much more than that, and it defends you …: How am not I going to pray so that you put yourself well? Si incluso el Nacho, que odia el fútbol, sabe que vos sos mucho más que eso, y te defiende… ¿Cómo no voy a rezar para que te pongas bien?
In many years, the children of the children of the Sofi are going to live in a country much better than the one that we have now. I am sure. And nobody is going to remember that you were a fanfarrrón and a bocasucia. In the reading books he goes to say of you only the important thing, that here once there was born a negrito that was playing the ball better than anybody, and that was capable of raising a sad people and of it going crazy of happiness, of doing happily enclosed in the epochs more quarter note quarter notes. So that that one does not die, I pray. Y nadie se va a acordar que eras un fanfarrrón y un bocasucia. En los libros de lectura se va a decir de vos solamente lo importante, que acá una vez nació un negrito que jugaba a la pelota mejor que nadie, y que era capaz de levantar a un pueblo triste y volverlo loco de alegría, de hacerlo feliz incluso en las épocas más negras. Para que no se muera ése, rezo.
So that you recover, so that you could rest from all the effort to have been an only one and you have left time to be a common type. So that you could see your grandchildren, embrace them, and tell them who you were. It must be very pretty to get old, to look at a grandson at the eyes and to say to him, with the awake heart: "Sabés who was I? I was Diego Maradona”. And to be alive to count it. Debe ser muy lindo llegar a viejo, mirar a un nieto a los ojos y decirle, con el corazón despierto: ” ¿Sabés quién era yo? Yo era Diego Maradona”. Y estar vivo para contarlo.
Greetings to all.
Emiliano
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March 6, 2008 at 3:58 pm
A comment bigger than the post, this deserves a photo …
I him go to pelé certainly …
March 6, 2008 at 7:22 pm
I believe that they cannot be compared by virtue of that they did not play in the same position, of it having been there would be truthful arguments to determine the hegemony of some of them.
March 7, 2008 at 3:17 am
It is difficult to value why each one has his virtues and defects, although in my modest opinion I remain with pele, not only already like player who is more than demonstrated, if not also like quality of person, a big humanist.
Modality to maradona, although he has been a big player, his personal life, is not that it is an example, and less if we take as a game that the era a big modality for the youth.
And obviously to emphasize the big maldini career.
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April 20, 2008 at 8:44 pm
parami maradona for a simple reason. x the solito did campeonar to Argentinian and to the napoles the es armadfor the es the scorer and it is a skillful muchomas q peel on the other hand tapeworm peels nearby enough good players, i the soccer, an example was simple in a court or the current futrbol to two the big aquipos, the players are all stars. be already real madrid or milan, on the other hand maradona in a small team solito did everything, that's why it is the best of all the times. they do not go it is to think q I am an Argentinian I am a Peruvian. also I play football for that's why I say it q se.gracias ya sea real madrid o el milan , en cambio maradona en un equipo chico solito hizo todo, por eso es el mejor de todos los tiempos. no van ha pensar q soy argentino soy peruano. tambien juego al futbol por por eso digo lo q se.gracias