Lionel Scaloni²

Inspired by the song "La flor más bella" by Memphis La Blusera: https://open.spotify.com/track/2XTVsbAnuVs3Q0HkJaTZBH?si=6Ptu33ogTIyz-TTyTcbOxw&utm_source=copy-link

Lionel was with his teammates from the Under-20 National Team. Two months had already passed since they had become world champions in Malaysia.
"I still think this is a dream."
Pablo said, smiling as he finished his beer.
"Don't be an idiot, we deserved to be champions."
Lionel answered. Just then, 'The Most Beautiful Flower' started playing on the radio in the little bar.
"I'm fed up with that song. Li flir mis billi, stop bothering me."
Lionel said, annoyed.
"You do it because you have no one to dedicate it to."
Juan Román mocked him. They were all bothering Lionel when a girl walked into the bar, silencing them.
"She is the most beautiful flower
Wandering among the stars
It shines brighter than the sun
It dances and draws itself on the moon
When the mist disappears, it seems to float.
The boys stared at her in awe as she tucked her hair behind her ear.
"She is the one from Earth
Of divine women
She is Argentinian
"There's no one like her."
Lionel realized that her tank top was an Argentina jersey, the one from the '86 World Cup, making her look divine.
"If I were to kiss you
With its mouth of fire
A crazy wish
It would make you forget
Of all sorrows
And the cruelties of the world
In a single second
"Of happiness"
They looked at each other. They had to talk to him, even if only one of them could go.
"She is the most beautiful flower
Wandering among the stars
It shines brighter than the sun
It is the most beautiful flower
"There's no one like her."
The song suddenly stopped seeming tedious to Lionel, and took shape in the girl drinking a soda at the bar.