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Juan Román Riquelme on Bastian Schweinsteiger: Germany 2-2 Argentina, Confederations Cup, Frankenstadion, Nuremberg, 21 June 2005 Bastian Schweinsteiger had endured all he could take. He was the future. He’d win Champions Leagues and World Cups. He was technically gifted, too, but combined it with the athleticism to run and defend. And here was this relic, waltzing around without even breaking sweat. The time had come to exterminate his kind. The German midfielder sensed his opportunity when a short pass left Juan Román Riquelme frozen amid a trio of resourceful Germans. Román was trapped. Schweini attacked. Riquelme, never once looking in the German’s direction, feinted to play the ball forward, but instead planted his foot on top of the ball and rolled it at a 90-degree angle to his left and between the Bayern midfielder’s legs. The pitch opened up. All three Germans were out of the game. Schweini did a little hop of embarrassment, turned and gave up. Riquelme strolled away into the space for which he had eternally searched. El ultimo diez, Riquelme was an artist imprisoned in a world full of athletes. If you look up the word “daedal” in any reputable dictionary, there should really be a picture of Román. He’s a mysterious character, contrasting and ambiguous. A quixotic soul, he has a huge ego, but one that he seemed to wear almost as a safety blanket to cover an underlying fragility. He always appeared uneasy in the spotlight, yet couldn’t survive without it – unable to operate in a team that wasn’t built entirely around him. And never did he relish the attention more than in the brief moments following a caño. [...] the nutmeg on Schweinsteiger holds a larger symbolic significance to the game as a whole. With one effortless roll of a right boot, Riquelme reminded us why he holds such a special place in the hearts of football’s increasingly marginalised romantics – that he was a footballer who remained uncompromisingly cerebral in a world that was becoming ever more visceral.
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