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Date: 19/11/25
Ask an Argentine what runs in their veins, and they will smile before answering—because the truth is too familiar to need words. Football in Argentina is not a sport; it is an inheritance. It is fathers lifting children onto their shoulders outside La Bombonera, it is grandmothers whispering match scores like prayers, it is the trembling hush of a nation waiting for a free kick that might rewrite a decade.
There is pride here—not in trophies alone, but in the courage of players who rise from dusty neighbourhoods, in streets that learn to dream through a ball.
In Argentina, football is the thread that stitches strangers into a single beating heart.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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