Right after seeing it, I said to myself: “I also want to be Messi.” But, to my regret, I remembered that the context into which I was received in this physical existence—where I was raised and where I still live—would not exactly laugh. Because in my socialist homeland, the common good takes total precedence over the individual, and therefore desiring the latter is not very well regarded. Perhaps not in the way one would have liked them to happen, but in some way they will. So much so that if asked whether you want to be Christian, you could answer without fear: “I want to be Messi.” No one would be hurt by it. Because it would be understood with complete certainty that the other is not a threat or a danger.