Diego Maradona Was The Greatest Player of All Time
Diego Maradona Was The Greatest Player of All Time
Diego Maradona Was The Greatest Player of All Time
There has never been as talented, feisty, magical, and unpredictable a player as Diego
Maradona.
The little Argentine, who died this week at the age of 60, won the greatest trophy in football
virtually single-handedly and carried Napoli to two league titles against all the odds in Italy.
This was in an era when Napoli were considered the runt of the Italian litter and sneered at
by the glamour clubs of the north.
It was also an era when three or four opponents would actively try to kick him out of every
game, an era when there weren’t six physios waiting to put him back together.
And it was an era when many pitches resembled Hackney Marshes rather than the billiard
tables players perform on nowadays.
Yet despite all those handicaps, Maradona brought sheer beauty to the beautiful game.
And that is why in my eyes he is the greatest to have ever played the game.
Not just by a small margin, either.
If you were compiling a league table of the all-time greats, Maradona would be 30 points
clear at the top.
In second would be Pele, followed by Johan Cruyff, Franz Beckenbauer, Lionel Messi and
Cristiano Ronaldo.
It’s difficult to explain to those who have seen only YouTube clips just how good Maradona
was.
This was a man who was a senior international for Argentina at the age of 16, someone
who always demanded the ball, someone who ran every game he played in from start to
finish.
I was 11 at the time of the 1982 World Cup in Spain and I have three overriding memories
of those finals.
Magician
The first is of the beautiful stadiums set against a backdrop of beautiful blue skies. The
second is of Bryan Robson’s goal for England against France after just 27 seconds. And
the third is of the anticipation I felt about watching this guy Maradona, whose fame was
beginning to grow worldwide.
He lived up to all the expectations.
Even though Aston Villa striker Gary Shaw and Brazilian genius Zico were my favourite
players back then, there was no denying that Maradona was the best in the world.
Four years later, and by now at Napoli, having joined them from Barcelona, he single-
handedly led a good but not great Argentina team – certainly not as good as the Argentina
teams Messi has played in – to World Cup glory at a time his country needed healing and
unifying.
He had decent players around him but there is no way on earth Argentina would have
triumphed at Mexico 1986 but for their little magician.
Maradona had been in Naples two years by then, at a club – and a city – well down on its
luck. Yet just a year after lifting the World Cup, he won the first of those two Serie A titles.
He became a god in that pocket of Italy and had the whole city in the palm of his hand.
Maradona led Napoli to the Coppa Italia that season as well, and followed up with the
UEFA Cup in 1989. A year later, another double followed as Napoli claimed the Scudetto
again and the Supercoppa Italiana. Disciples of Messi and Ronaldo will say: ‘But he never
won the European Cup’. No, but that was an era when only league champions qualified,
and the UEFA Cup was arguably as strong then as the Champions League is now.
He was black or white, never grey. He had an incredible gift but was at times a tortured soul
too. You could perhaps put him alongside the likes of Vincent van Gogh, Elvis Presley and
Marilyn Monroe. We just have to accept the things we don’t like about them as part of the
package while we marvel at the things we do.
And we marvelled at Maradona, all right, because the man, quite simply, was a genius.