Manchester United 3-0 Tottenham
Atletico Madrid 1-2 Manchester United
Leeds United 1-3 Manchester United
Como 1-2 Manchester United
Manchester United 2-0 Bournemouth
Lionel Messi's wife, Antonela Roccuzzo, was there from day one, supporting him every step of the way ❤️
From the start of his career with Argentina to his final match 🩵
(via antonelaroccuzzo)
👊 Youngest goalscorer in the Premier League
🏆 Youngest player to win the Premier League
⚽️ Youngest player in the Champions League
Max Dowman. Record-breaker.
After Lionel Messi's farewell match in Argentina, Guillermo Ochoa was also given a tribute with Mexico's national team to honor his career 🙌
Ochoa, alongside Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo, are the only players to have been named to six World Cup rosters. Ochoa and Messi have had many duels between their nations, and it just happens that they were both honored on the same day by the national teams they gave it all for 🇲🇽 🇦🇷
They will be missed ❤️
Our stories don't have to be told only in films and music.
Games can carry them too.
Yesterday, I got a message from a veteran game designer, someone who has spent years shaping games like The Sims, Star Wars, Madden and The Elder Scrolls. He had never been to Lagos, but he'd been playing Danfo Run.
He said he loves learning about life in Lagos, and that what drew him in was the colour, the street style and the culture behind it.
Then he gave me one piece of advice:
"Make it even MORE Nigerian. Your lived experience, the comedy, the tragedy, the drama: that's what draws people in."
That stuck with me.
The conductor shouting "Owo da!" The agbero at the bus stop. The hawker running beside your window. The traffic that somehow always has a story in it.
Those aren't things to smooth out. They're the whole point.
So that's what we're doing. More Lagos. More Nigeria. More of the stories we grew up inside.
The world is curious about us. Let's show them properly 🇳🇬
𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈, 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐃𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 🤍❤️🤍
En un día histórico y acompañado por el Presidente @stefanocdicarlo, el mejor jugador de todos los tiempos recibió el carnet que lo distingue como Socio Honorario del Club, una placa conmemorativa y el Manto Sagrado con su nombre.
¡Gracias por el fútbol, Capitán! 🐐🇦🇷
🩵🤍 Lionel Messi statement.
“Yesterday was my final match, and I already miss wearing the sky blue and white. I know I’m making the right decision. It’s been an incredible journey, full of joy and also some sadness, but I know that every step I took was worth it.
"There were still so many things I wanted to say. It’s impossible for me to express everything I feel in just a few words or in one post. This journey would have been impossible without my family, who were always by my side and supported me, especially during the difficult moments when I needed them most. 🙏
"My friends were also essential, as were all the teammates and coaches I had, along with their coaching staffs. I don’t want to forget Diego, who put our country where it deserved to be and who, as I always say, I know helped us by being there with us, also from heaven, every step of the way.
"Thank you to all the clubs I played for, for always respecting my feelings and allowing me to dedicate myself to my country whenever it was time to put on the National Team shirt. And, of course, thanks to God: without His guidance and His will, we wouldn’t even be dreaming of having made it this far.
"I’m grateful. I love you all very much, I’m going to miss you, and I’ll always thank you for being by our side, by my side”.
"Thank you for loving me" the little boy from Rosario said as he took his final bow.
No, Leo. We thank you.
You were the joy of our teenage and adulthood - because across civilizations, political enclaves and nationalities, we might not speak the same language but we all spoke Messi.
You made magicians quiver because the swiftness of your feet made the firmaments stop.
You made sorcerers question the potency of their charms because of the precision by which your strikes split the wind.
You made giants look mortal & levelled them.
You made defenders forget their names - left them with cracked ankles.
You made goalkeepers stare into the emptiness of their nets - wondering what had just passed them by.
And somehow, Leo, you did it all with a rolling leather at your feet, a smile that made the impossible look ordinary & strides that mirrored the silhouettes of gods. My Leo.
Oh my Leo, I type this with tears bubbling in my eyes.
We watched you grow. We watched you become a man carrying the weight a club & eventually an entire generation upon shoulders that never seemed built for such burdens.
We watched you stumble. We watched you lose.
We watched you walk away and we watched you come back.
That's what makes you the Greatest Of All Times because greater than the goals, greater than the trophies, greater even than the records - You reminded us that greatness is not the absence of failure.
That sometimes the smallest amongst us can cast the longest shadow.
I wasn't born in the civilization that cracked industrialization, I wasn't born in the civilization that made coffins fly in the sky but how lucky I am to be born in the civilization whom you found worthy to voyage through with your gift, My Leo.
We will tell our children about you, about that night in Mexico - with the World Cup clenched in your palms.
We will tell them about the night your fathered orphans in Madrid. We will tell them about the careers you ended in Camp Nou.
No, don't thank us, Leo.
We thank you. For the memories, the magic, the joy, the friendships you fostered across the globe, your love for the game and for making us believe.
Rest now, Leo.
We don't know what football would look like moving forward - Stadiums will eventually go dark in silence, boots will hang in museums, numbers will get passed, records might get broken.
It doesn't matter. You were the man, the myth, the god, the game.
And when we all lay crumpled one day, old in our dying beds and someone asks us what being football looked like being young -
We shall all chant:
Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾 Messsi. 🙌🏾