What we lacked: soccer has reached foreign relations and none less than with a friendly between Argentina and Spain. Five minutes into the match, two red cards are already in place: Óscar Puente and Javier Milei, the type of players who are comfortable on muddy pitches.
The diplomatic crisis between Argentina and Spain is embarrassing. The milonga was set up, a tavern milonga during the drunken hour: the guy gave me a bad look…
That the election in December of Javier Milei, an eccentric politician, displeased La Moncloa is understandable, although not to the extent that Alberto Fernández continues to appear as president on the Argentina page of the Spanish Ministry of Foreign Affairs website ( it looks like the document could have already been updated). It happens that Javier Milei won the election cleanly and with 14.5 million votes against Massa’s 11.5. And that Spain is the second foreign investor in Argentina, where 495,000 Spaniards reside. In other words: we play with the food stuff.
Making diplomatic relations a football is simple: it is enough to verbally provoke each other – “entre ellos y yo hay algo personal”, as Serrat would say – and bring to the institutional level an argument that seems to go well with the two governments, embroiled with burning in a dialectic of “you’ve started” or “take back what you said or I’ll break your face”.
A minister of the Government of Spain cannot go through the talk shows in José María García mode, as Óscar Puente did when he treated the president of a friendly country with which he has special relations as a drug addict. And it is clear that a president of the Argentine Republic cannot step on Spain and let go in a rally in Madrid that the president’s wife is “corrupt”.
It’s no longer just mud: it’s demeaning foreign relations as a domestic playground, bad ground for tweets, pranks, appeals to honor and, at this point, reproaches about who helped whom more in the last five centuries. How is diplomacy supposed to de-escalate the tension if it is diplomacy itself that calls for a holy war between two rival presidents? Cholisme, for Atlético de Madrid.
