Are footballers muting their goal celebrations in the absence of supporters to go Yeeeees and do a fist pump in front of?
Prior to that day in 1986 I was a friendly, trusting, wide eyed, happy and content little 8 year old boy. After that moment and the hours and days that followed I became the distrusting, spiteful, nasty, vindictive individual that you have all come to know. Maradona taught me that there is no honour in this world and that the bad guy wins. Goodbye Satan.