Angel of Champions paddock skin

If football is the best story in life, then Atleti is the ‘best seller’ of Spanish football. Every plot is followed by a shock, every surprising situation is followed by an unexpected twist, and every protagonist takes a hit on stage. If Atleti were a movie script, it would be the king of suspense. Ángel Correa always appears on this terrain, right before his appointment with fate. Grateful to the club, appreciated by the dressing room, forged by Simeone and loved by the fans, the Argentine is the official sucker of those rojiblancas nights that reek of pain and end with a happy ending. His ‘puntín’ was fully part of the anthology of the club’s historic moments, his decisive goals are part of the mattress statistics and his goal against Betis was the penultimate chapter of the new season of a reborn Atleti returning to its privileges .

Correita, who protests little and plays a lot, who is never a starter but always adds from the bench, who has less press than others and more determination than many, reappeared when the team needed him most. The kid, who has a neighborhood and has an “angel,” fought for a ball, anticipated the defense’s rebound, pressed through with another and emerged victorious, broke a third, broke the hip of a fourth with a feint of pure meadow and sent it to save the keeper. He managed to beat Pezzella, Aitor Ruibal, Luiz Felipe and Miranda, with the entire Betis defense, and then break the cold-blooded world record, beating Rui Silva with a low shot. Happiness and class. Bounce and magic. Faith and category. Diego Armando Correa and champions Angel. Argentinian ‘heart’ for the umpteenth time. The boy from the neighborhood again. Again, Angelito, the boy from San Nicolás. Paddock skin.

The Metropolitan crowd, singing it like on the great evenings at the Calderón, celebrated Angelito’s goal as a Champions League qualifier. Maybe it was. And among the staff there was a feeling of extreme happiness, of complete satisfaction. Because Atleti had scored. But mainly because he had scored Correa, that boy who deserves all the good things that happen to him. Angelito, who came out of poverty thanks to football, grew up in a “private” neighborhood (devoid of electricity and water) and lost loved ones as a child, has always had difficulties and has always come out dribbling. Angelito, who overcame a heart problem and watched his mother, Marcela, raise a family of nine siblings, always had to overcome adversity and always emerged victorious. Angelito, who was not on the World Cup list and eventually competed to become world champion due to an injury to a teammate, always found a way to bargain with fate. A pure pasture, pure neighborhood, pure mischief, life has presented Correa with dozens of challenges and difficulties. And he has always come out unscathed, on his feet, triumphant. He deserves all the good things that happen to him. And the unconditional affection of a hobby that knows that if football is the best story in life, then Atleti is a football bestseller.