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#广场预测世界杯赢40000U Regret and unfinished feelings from the World Cup in the USA, Canada, and Mexico
I’ve imagined it a thousand times these past few days—OId Man Mezi (OId Mezi again) lifting the trophy once more, Enzo not getting that yellow card, and at the very last moment, the corner kick—little Simeone being able to head it in. Yes! All of this has happened. Spain won 1:0. This is now. This is fact. This is the final script of the 2026 World Cup. This World Cup is already over. Those stars who grew up with us, all of them will eventually leave the pitch.
It’s like the classic movies we’ve watched, the songs we’ve listened to, the golden awards we’ve chased—everything becomes part of the past, becomes images in records, becomes red stars in playlists and keepsakes. It will become one page after another of our past, our life canvas, curated by ourselves in our minds. It will hide in the folds of the hippocampus and neural synapses. And one day, when it’s awakened, it will still tug at our nerves, making our eyes well up with tears. This is the kind of memory that belongs to our generation of football fans.
How could memories ever be complete? Completeness is all in the present. The 2026 World Cup ends. It has turned into memory—into regrets that are uniquely ours. Old Mezi, Cristiano Ronaldo, Modric, Kane, Neymar… they all have their own regrets in this World Cup as well.
This is what “ordinary” looks like in time. As we grow up, it only increases, never decreases. But at the same time, because they exist, it steadily enriches our own life. Although the USA, Canada, and Mexico World Cup is over, on social media another “World Cup” about online moral venting—another two-pole showdown—still continues. They still haven’t quieted down. Sometimes I wonder why Argentina draws so much hate, and why online there are still huge numbers of people continuously bashing Messi. If you think it through carefully, it’s not just about events. In today’s online environment, whatever the incident, as long as there’s enough traffic, the algorithm pushes it to the forefront of the storm. And besides, this is a World Cup that comes around every four years.
Countless details are amplified on the internet by tens of thousands of times, and we’ve gotten used to judging them day to day—an opposition that gets amplified infinitely by traffic. Impatience makes it hard for us to sit still and appreciate; appreciation requires lowering your posture, while judgment doesn’t. Social media endlessly amplifies individual ego. Open your phone screen, and you can comment on anyone freely. Moral venting requires no cost. One person can only judge, and will slowly lose the ability to appreciate others.
In the past two generations of football kings—Pelé and Maradona—relatively speaking, they lived in an era where information spread less efficiently. No one would spend all day pointing fingers at their lives through a screen. But today, every daily moment of a public figure is pulled in front of the public screen for judgment.
Old Mezi’s 20-plus years were shaped by growing up in adversity. It’s genuinely admirable. When he was a kid, he was told from an early age that he might have dwarfism—watching his God-given talent for football being taken away piece by piece. From early on, he left Rosario to grow at Barcelona. Through defeat after defeat in matches representing the national team, he grew amid voices questioning him. These are all things we should appreciate. They shouldn’t be drowned out by the criticism and judgment coming from behind a screen. He is the undeniable king of the moment, even if this time he couldn’t defend the title.
Completeness isn’t winning again—because in the past, you’ve already proven it. This time, the 2026 World Cup will also be deeply imprinted in the memories of countless fans. It can achieve godlike status by winning the trophy again—but what we want even more is to see a more real story about this generation of kings: a love for football, persistence, success, and also regret.
Many stories become more unforgettable precisely because they leave regret behind.
For the past few days, I’ve imagined it countless times: once again, Old Me(i) lifts the trophy; Enzo doesn’t get booked with that yellow card; in the dying moments, from that corner, little Simeone is able to head it in. Yes—everything has happened. Spain win 1:0. This is the present, this is fact, this is the final script of the 2026 World Cup.
This World Cup is already over. Those stars who grew with us will eventually all leave the pitch. It’s like the classic films we used to watch, the songs we used to hear, the Golden Awards we used to chase—these will all become the past, turning into image records, into the bright stars on our playlists and things we collect. They’ll become one by one, in our past time—an entire canvas of life, self-curated inside our minds.
It will be hidden in the folds of the hippocampus and neural synapses. And one day when it’s awakened, it will still tug at our nerves, making us tear up. This is the memory that belongs to our generation of football fans. How could memory be complete? What is complete is all in the moment.
The 2026 World Cup has ended. It has become a memory, into a regret that’s uniquely ours.
Old Me(i), Cristiano Ronaldo, the Magician (Modrić), Kane, Neymar—they all have their own regrets from this World Cup too. This is the ordinariness inside time: as we grow older, it only increases, not decreases. But also because of their presence, it gradually fills out our own lives.
Although the US-Canada-Mexico World Cup has already concluded, on social media the other “trash-talk World Cup” about internet “network diodes” is still going on; they still haven’t calmed down. Sometimes I wonder why Argentina is so constantly targeted, and why online there are still so many people continuing to attack Messi. If you think it through carefully, it’s not just about isolated events. In today’s online environment, no matter what happens—once there’s a certain amount of attention, the algorithm pushes it right onto the front lines of public outrage. Especially when it’s a World Cup that happens once every four years.
Countless details are amplified by ten thousand times on the internet. And we’ve also grown accustomed to passing judgment on them in daily life—this kind of opposition gets amplified endlessly by traffic alone. Impatience makes it hard for us to sit still and actually appreciate. Appreciation requires lowering your posture, but judgment doesn’t. Social media infinitely amplifies personal ego. Open your phone screen, and you can comment on anyone at will. Trash-talk costs nothing. One person only judges, and slowly loses the ability to appreciate others.
In the past two generations of football kings—Pelé and Maradona—relatively luckily lived in an era where information spread less efficiently. Nobody would be pointing and criticizing their lives at a screen all day long. But today, every everyday moment of public figures is dragged in front of the public’s screens and forced to accept judgment.
Old Me(i)’s more than 20 years have been growth through adversity. He’s truly admirable. As a child, he was judged likely to have dwarfism. He watched as his God-given talent for football seemed like it might be stripped away. From a young age he left Rosario and went to Barcelona to grow. In match after match representing the national team, he grew from defeats, growing amid the voices of countless people questioning him.
These are things we should appreciate. They shouldn’t be drowned out by criticism and judgment coming from screens. He is the undisputed king of the present, even though this time he couldn’t defend the title.
“Completeness” isn’t winning again, because in the past you’ve already proven yourself. This 2026 World Cup will also be deeply imprinted in the memories of countless fans. He can be “sealed as a god” by winning the trophy again—but what we want even more is to see a more real story about this generation of football kings: someone who loves football, has persistence, has success, and also has regrets.
Many stories become even more unforgettable precisely because they leave regret behind.