Messi becomes merciless.


        And so the moment came when the scorer of over 456 goals decided to quit national football. The 29 year old number 10 white and sky-blue Jersey
wearer, feels all hope is lost after failure to lead Argentina to win four final series of the competition for the nation's cup.

       After Chile defeated Argentina by 4-2 with Messi missing the penalty kick, a lot of people are supporting he's decision to leave. Let's not forget the 0-0 draw the result of the Sunday's match, people Messi is not the only member of the team, if I haven't forgotten football is a game which without teamwork nothing can be achievable, even if the world best player leaves if the team mates don't change their attitude we should sit down and expect the beginning of failure.
    
         He feels he is leaving without achieving anything, saying it was not meant to be that was what proceeded out of the mouth of the labeled national team best soccer player. Even MARADONA urged Messi to reconsider, fans were seen standing in the rain awaiting the team bus with chants of "Messi don't leave" a placard even read "I love you more than I love my mom" (I have a friend who can take a bullet for Messi )well whatever decision you have to make Messi.

            It's up to you now.

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