The thing that irks me most about is that I like him—he’s rich, handsome and brilliant.
According to several online sources, the triple adjectives the superstar ascribed to himself are what spurred the jeers during the Champions League match against Dinamo Zagreb.
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Now a frenzy has stirred concerning his preconized vanity and lack of insight regarding his drama skills.
After the so-what factor wore off I had to ruminate the question: what is so incriminating about self-importance?
The world in which we inhabit is wall-papered with self-conceit but facts remain: those are the very species people love to hate. Isn’t it human nature to be jealous of their achievements or rather the pride associated with those gains?
And is it not true that we are more inclined to welcome humble laureates into our field who refuse to pat themselves on the back?
I suspect superstar modesty is why supporters stick up for the likes of Torres—who once said Ronaldo was the best player in the world—and defend the likes of Messi—who Torres now says is the best player in the world.
Ronaldo is scrutinized because Ronaldo believes that Ronaldo is the best player on the planet—and so what?
Ronaldo may not have been important to Dinamo Zagreb supporters, or the general public for that matter, but he is important to Real fans, his teammates and his manager and most of all, to his future-self as a star player.
Ronaldo’s charge against referees’ refusal to protect skillful players isn’t far-fetched and neither is the manner in which he stammered about it with his triptych of attributes. Far too many athletes reached the glue factory before reaching their peak.
The lesson for remembering to say “please” and “thank you” poured out by the press and drunken in by the public is one lesson to heed when you want to avoid a wrist slap.
But if you’re and you’re reeling in the cash, performance media may be one way of keeping your egotistical self out of debt.
