Ronaldinho Gaucho. Sums it up. I use get out at 2:30 from school, I was bout 13 or 14, and literally run home to be able to catch the game so I could see him doing something amazing. Because he played with so much charisma, and joy it was contagious. Not even Leo can match that.
Couple years ago, I got high, and started watching youtube videos, and I ran into a compilation of Ronnie best goals, skills and whatnot. I don't know if it was the fact I was high, but I went on this beautiful nostalgia trip and I realized just how happy that guy used to make me, and how much I missed him. Tears dropped down my face as I uttered the words, "Ronnie, I fuckin miss you." The only other time I've cried with anything football related was with Iniesta's stamford bridge goal. Forgive my dramatization, but that guy didn't make a Barca fan, he made me a football fan. That's my story.