My daughter slumped in her chair and cried uncontrollably, tears rolled down the cheeks of my wife. My son and I tried our best to rationalize the demise of a demi-god and stifle our tears. The sight of a forlorn Messi staring into emptiness will forever haunt our memories. We were hoping that Messi would perform his magic and leave his mark on the world stage and silence his critics. But, alas it was not to be. He loved to play football. This simple statement was often cited to explain the genius of Messi. He loved playing the beautiful game and it had taken him to dizzying heights but also constantly put him under severe pressure and unfair comparisons. The same game he loved so much had turned into a nightmare for him this world cup. By his own admission, he “could not remember such suffering before” In retrospect, we could see that the writing was on the wall. In the first game when he missed the penalty, during the National anthem for the second gam...