2-0 FC Barcelona.
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLL FERMIN LOPEZ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FERMIN LOPEZ WITH 1 GOAL + 1 ASSIST IN THE OPENING 22 MINUTES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS KID IS UNREAL AND DESERVES MORE CREDIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🇪🇸💫🇪🇸💫
🚨🇪🇸 RAPHINHA SCORES FOR BARCELONA !!!!!!!!!!!!! HE IS ABSOLUTELY ON FIRE THIS SEASON !!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS GOING TO BE HIS SEASON !!!!!!!!!!!ASSIST FROM PEDRI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Barcelona 1-0 Athletic Club. https://t.co/WbOkKJ5jMz
The people who started a whole hate campaign against Messi should be ashamed of themselves. He was dealing with his father’s illness and losing him while still showing up throughout the tournament, representing his country and giving everything he had on the pitch. And don’t start with the “how were we supposed to know?” excuse. That’s exactly the point. You never know what someone is going through behind the scenes, which is why basic human decency should come before spreading fake information and sending hate for a few clicks. Footballers are human beings before they are players. Learn how to be better human beings and remember that there are things much bigger than football.
🚨📲 𝗡𝗘𝗪: Lionel Messi on IG:
Dad, I still can’t believe you’re gone. I can’t take it in, or rather, I don’t want to. It’s so hard for me to imagine that I’m never going to see you again, that we’re never going to talk again. I know you were suffering and that this is for the best, but you left far too soon. We still had so much left to enjoy together.
You kept asking me to play in the last World Cup, and just days before it started was when you got much worse. It was the first time you weren’t going to be there for a tournament, but Mum told 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 that you could travel.
Every time I finished a match, I waited for and missed your message. That’s when I realised just 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 that you could watch a 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 one. I couldn’t. My legs couldn’t give me any more. This time I tried to push against what my body was telling me, but I couldn’t. I never managed to feel right.
When I came back, you thought we had lost the final on penalties. We couldn’t talk about anything that had 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 it.
I’m telling you this because it was the only thing we never got the chance to talk about, because you already know everything else. We spoke every day and saw each other whenever my commitments allowed it.
I don’t know what I’m going to do without you. I don’t know how to carry on. All I ever did was play football, 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; there was so little left until 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 the others finding out, watching me play… 😉
It had always been like that since I was little. You took me to every training session as soon as you got home from work. Mum took me to many of them because you were working.
Obviously, you never missed a single match. How much you suffered watching me, and how much you enjoyed it, even though you never gave me much praise.
You were my dad, my friend and my agent. You were always the person you needed to be in every moment, and you were never wrong about anything. Despite some arguments or fights, 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 the way 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 down here. Thank you for everything.
I love you, Dad. ❤️
At the age of 68, after a long battle with a serious illness, Jorge Horacio Messi, Leo Messi’s father, has passed away, confirms @DiarioOle 💔😓
"His health had been deteriorating for some time. He fought through his illness both during and after the World Cup. That is why, following the final against Spain, Leo urgently traveled to Rosario to spend time with his father, whom he had not seen for almost two months.
"Messi’s tears after scoring his first goal against Algeria were the first indication of the difficult situation his father was going through. At one point during the tournament, Leo even considered leaving to go see him.
"Jorge spent time both hospitalized and at his home in Rosario, always accompanied by Celia, who also did not travel. His children Rodrigo, Matías and María Sol came and went to be by his side and support him. Lionel remained in frequent contact to stay updated on his condition, which at times appeared to improve, though the overall situation remained serious."
Tus lágrimas son las nuestras, Capitán 👑🇦🇷
Nos diste las alegrías más grandes de nuestras vidas. Gracias por la entrega, por la magia y por dar la vida hasta el último segundo 🙌
¡Te amamos para siempre, Leo! 🩵🤍
This was the most beautiful journey any fan could have ever asked of.
You are an inspiration of a person who should never give up in life despite what the situation one is in.
Thank you, it was a pleasure.
Thank you for everything.
Dropping one of the best World Cup campaigns at the age of 39.
Greatest sportsman of all time.
Greatest player in history of the sport.