“So Rubiales isn’t resigning?” a question echoes as a child stares in disbelief. The moment becomes a lesson that lingers long after Spain’s Women’s World Cup triumph. The little boy knows the players by heart—the stars like Alexia Putellas and Aitana, and many others whose names roll off his tongue. Yet the scene shifts quickly from celebration to shock when he learns who leads the federation, not for on-field feats but for the spectacle off the pitch. The clash between admiration and discomfort unfolds in a single afternoon, leaving a child to grapple with images that feel incomprehensible and grown-up all at once.
