I owe a debt

I wonder if there is something or someone in the universe with which one will be eternally indebted significantly. I drag an unpayable debt. A debt of those who are never-ending, from which you can not resurface. From the passionate, the moving. One found no time to pay or a hundred lives of hard work and sacrifice. A debit card that will take me where I go, to present to anyone, my constant and fragile behavior insolvent. The worst thing is that my creditor know this. Even my guarantor has been found in situations of economic hardship, completely unaware that there is a guy like me who owes so much. I am looking for a vigil for my morose and urgent reality. If only tears were febrile powerful currencies and traded in the Tokyo stock exchange or on Wall Street, he would have canceled my hectic and long lasting debt. But do not run with that luck. The stock market, paradoxically, has no sympathy at all with the human value of gratitude, for the return. I wonder then how would my lender such amortized value. How is a guy pays the infinite and enduring emotion that gave me even selflessly. I notice a unique and humble answer to my dilemma deficit. Only with words of worship I can cancel this debt. Try to write with ink gracious and grateful, an ink that allows the heart to read. Can not find another way to give back so much emotion, so much crying, so much dribble, pump fake and so much pipe, yet enough to scream at me everywhere I I saw Maradona play gentlemen! And that, absolutely priceless. Having celebrated to tears goal from Diego to the English, is proudly invaluable.

Today marks 23 years of Goal of the Century, the prettiest goal I've ever seen.

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