A football that does not take care of itself or take itself seriously. Argentine football, full of Dantesque and ridiculous edges, is capable of pushing its limits to the mud of the most absurd extravagances. A streamer on a Primera team, solely for promotional purposes, appeared as the latest nonsense with a toxic shockwave. The definitive distortion, the impunity of an open-air absurdity.
The mockery in close-up and in front of a huge audience. To trample on the dreams and efforts that inhabit dozens of youth pensions throughout the country. To deceive the tournament, to defraud the spectators, to mock everyone. And it doesn’t matter that it left no damage on the court because the experiment only lasted 58 seconds. It’s the least of it. The trace remains and the testimony is terrifying. Neither curious, nor friendly, nor original. It’s not worth hiding behind euphemisms like bizarre. No, it was embarrassing. A disrespectful marketing move, with the specter of gambling lurking around. Once the attraction is achieved, inevitable in liquid times of superficial content, condemnation is the only restorative step.
Riestra achieved his goal, of course, his name reached very high viral levels. It seems that perseverance and a story of life and improvement are no longer worth transcending. The certification of emptiness, the absence of merits. But ‘Spreen’ also laughed at his millions of followers on the YouTube platforms, on Twitch, on Instagram, on Twitter and on Kick. It’s not funny, rewarding, or inspiring.
Some containment dam against ridicule is essential. From the AFA, from the Members, from the Association of Technicians, from someone with sanity and good sense. Nothing can be expected from Deportivo Riestra, of course. Nor from coach Cristian Fabbiani, who last May endorsed the debut of Mateo Apolonio, at 14 years and 29 days old, only to make the club’s name resonate due to a record of precocity. Did anyone know what happened to him, his training? Each actor who remains silent must bear the blame for becoming complicit in another unworthy parody.
A devalued championship, without relegations and mistreated by a clumsy gigantismwith blurred rules, with questioned arbitrations and servile leaders, also enables these nonsense. Without transparency, rectitude or exemplarity, overflows become entrenched. The mirror returns a monstrous deformation to Argentine football. Uncontrollably delusional.
