1990: Andreas Brehme, Rudi Voeller, Lothar Matthaeus and two red cards shatter the hopes of a 8 year old following a genius freak on a grainy television. First brush with the tears of a God.
1994: Ephedrine, a booming left-footer against Greece, a genuflect genius wearing the Argentine blue, bitter bitter taste of a failed affair, first brush with the tears of an adolescent. Et tu , Maradona??
2010: Back home after a long time. Bright lights big city lonely roads. City of lost flames, friends and football. Hoping against hope that the fire flares up. Clutched rosary. Clenched fists. Overflowing lachrymals. 4 -0. The death yet again of an infected heart. That had re-learnt the art of loving. Alone yet again. The pitched roads. The drizzling skies. The rickety buses. The doldrums. My God has deserted me yet again.
Diego Armando Maradona, you beauty...........thanks for everything. I will not love anymore.
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