🚨 Lamine Yamal’s little brother during Spain’s World Cup celebrations:
• Fell over in front of a photographer.
• Hugged Yamal.
• Played football on the pitch.
• Tried a nutmeg.
• Wore a cap three sizes too big.
🚨 BREAKING: Ceferin and Nasser Al-Khelaifi held talks over the FIFA crisis in Salzburg.
Aleksander Ceferin is prepared to lead a vote of no confidence against Gianni Infantino.
🚨 BREAKING: UEFA wants to drastically 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬 how VAR is used, giving referees more control again.
“It’s football, not PlayStation. The referee has to 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑳 the match.”
🚨 Lionel Messi via IG on the 𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮 of his father:
"Dad, I still can’t believe you’re gone. I can’t process it, or rather, I don’t want to. It’s so hard for me to imagine that I won’t see you anymore, that we won’t talk anymore. I know you were suffering and that this was for the best, but you left us too soon. We still had so much to enjoy together.
You kept asking me to play in one last World Cup, and just days before it started, that was when your condition got worse. It was the first time you weren’t going to be at a tournament, but Mom kept telling me you were going to get better and that you’d be well enough to travel. I told you we were going to reach the final so you could come.
Every time a match ended, I waited for and missed your message. That’s when I realized how serious the situation really was. Even so, I couldn’t stop thinking about going as far as possible, to give you time and so you could watch one more match.
We reached the final and you couldn’t be there. I wanted to win it so I could bring it to you and show you another trophy. I couldn’t. My legs had nothing left. This time I tried to push beyond what my body could handle, but I couldn’t. I never managed to feel right.
When I came back, you thought we had lost the final on penalties. We never got to talk about everything that happened. You couldn’t enjoy any of it. We weren’t champions, but you have no idea how much we enjoyed every match. Once again, you were right: I had to be there and play.
I’m telling you this because it was the only thing we never got to talk about, because you already know everything else. We spoke every day and saw each other whenever my commitments allowed.
I don’t know what I’m going to do without you. I don’t know how to keep going. Football was all I ever played, and now I have serious doubts about whether I’ll keep doing it for much longer. You were by my side from the very beginning. We were so close to the end. Why couldn’t you hold on just a little longer so we could finish it together?
I know your happiness was seeing your family doing well — your wife, your children, and above all, without anyone else knowing, watching me play... 😉
It had always been that way since I was little. You took me to every training session as soon as you got home from work. Mom took me to many of them because you were working.
Of course, you never missed a match. How you suffered watching me, and how much you enjoyed it, even though you never gave me too much praise.
You were a dad, a friend and an agent. You were always the person you needed to be in every moment, and you were never wrong about anything. Despite some arguments and disagreements, you were always right. In the end, things always turned out the way you said they would.
I’m going to miss you so much, but you’ll always be present, especially in how I raise my children, because I teach and raise them the way you raised me.
Rest in peace and look after us from above, just as you did here.
Thank you for everything.
I love you, Dad. ❤️"