Maradona
JohnLudden
あらすじ
Villa Fiorito. Wednesday 25th November 2020. The kid with the scraggly hair who played football with his compadres from dusk till dawn on the dust, dirt surfaces, cleared of rubbish, bricks and glass would play no more. At just sixty-years old, Diego Maradona was dead from a heart attack.Outside Diego's childhood home on Azamor Street, a vigil with hundreds of local people was held. They gathered to pray in front of a huge Argentina flag draped out, adorned with a black ribbon. The overriding feeling was of sadness, but also disbelief. How could he be no more?'God is dead!' screamed out the next day's newspaper headlines.Despite all his deeds, heroic, villainous, astonishing, underhand... Incredible. The truth being Diego was no messiah, at heart he always remained deep down amidst the madness of his life, just a kid from Villa Fiorito