At a time when people are trying to reinterpret colonial history in the name of a new woke world order, the greatest footballer of all time dies. Shouldn't this be a moment to turn the page and accept colonialism as the historical phenomenon that has given the world endless suffering, but a some beautiful things too. Coffee and cubism, tomato sauce and Salsa, chips and Diego Armando Maradona, the greatest football player who ever lived. It is hard to imagine a better sample of colonial bonanza. An Italian spirit in an "Indian" body. Since the excavations in Palenque we not only know about the early form of football in Latin America, but also about the stature of its first great players, who unlike the Europeans had their center of gravity in the metric middle of the body. Like a spinning top, rotating on its own axis, letting the ball appear as an integral part of its body.