Pele had it all. Maradona had magic. Messi is an alien. Cristiano had no business being in the room behind the door that only allows superlatives of the highest order. He thumped the ball with the ferocity of lightning in his thighs. He headed the ball with the tenacity of a leopard in his crouch. He hit the door with it. And he knocked it down.
Thank you Leo, you won't see this ofcourse but I mean it when I say you are the reason I'm alive. You won't be here anymore but I'll try to cherish every min of my life because of you. I'm so grateful, thank you for being a reason to live :")