A Thing Of Beauty Is A Joy Forever

John Keats said that.

25 years ago this week Maradona did this. I was three years old and playing with a He-man figurine behind a sofa while my whole family went nuts in the living room in Buenos Aires. Then we all ran to throw streams of bog roll off our balcony into the street below.



I think he had a hand in the other goal too.

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