A very well written piece. I've been critical but I too have been feeling a very strange sense of sadness this week even though I wanted the move to be made. The strangest was watching the Milan fans dancing and celebrating in the street - for a flickering second it felt not unlike seeing an old girlfriend out with her new man.. a touch angry, a touch sad, a touch uncomfortable.
I will say this though; for me, I never quite got the worshipfulness that he stirred up in others. And I don't fall into the category the author mentioned of up-tight folks who don't like the off the field antics.. I'm fine with that, my issue was always on the field stuff. Things I could see, such as diving, dirty challenges, giving an attitude to Mancini, selfish shots where possession/passing would better serve, basically a general refusal to "get on with it".. As mercurial as Mario is, he simply had to come second to the God of Manchester City in my mind to be fully appreciated and loved and admired. All his madness had to be sacrificed at the altar of helping the team if he was ever going to have me be truly on board, worshipping and captivated.
What we admire in sport and in pro athletes can be very subjective, as Mario has taught us better than anyone. I know this is not a thread about comparing. But for me, I save the true unabashed adulation for the guys like Vinny and Zab and Aguero.. the guys who stay up when they could dive, realize that the club is more than the sum of an individual player or two, sacrifice themselves every chance they get, and perhaps most importantly, show a constant respect for their opponents and the game itself.
In short, I seem to have this "Mario-love" that the author and so many others have said was stirred up in them for the first time in a long time, for Vinny and Zab and Aguero, for that type of player. Will miss Mario, but will know City made the right move for now.