Today the front pages of newspapers dismissed the inventor of golf in Spain, which has left us forever at 54 years of age. Too soon. Like everything did in his life.
say that was a genius for using the past hurts. But it was. And so it is almost impossible to exaggerate his achievements and successes and, above all, which means the figure in world sport.
Seve was a man with an extraordinary ability to play golf, to create, to invent things tied to sticks, which has a talent for blowing up the dreams of many people following the path of a small ball.
Even the physical benefits it also scarce, and spread his strength, his enthusiasm and momentum, with a pride that could not stand comparison.
That sounds a little life, inconsequential. Even privileged. And maybe that's why the genius of Seve sometimes was perceived by some people as evil genius, probably because their way of being belittled you, and because it really intimidates people is what deviates from normal, as daily.
But the great Seve had come out of nowhere, he had made his way alone, shoving. On the basis of repeated blows. On the basis of illusion. Believing in the aesthetics of the work even before the game.
And yet, below from the foil great, even above it, always appeared their exercise capacity, their honest willpower and his constant sense of work, these virtues that tend to fall from heaven, but so jealous cause who does not do them practice.
And so it has to end. Until the day of his death. After more than two years of fighting against two tumors with a golf ball that settled in his brain.
We went a different type, a Spaniard breathed by the four corners of the world. And now we wept his way. Rest in peace, champ.
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