Well I have been drinking...
Also, I would take Maradona's 60 years of excess, ecstasy and adulation over some random existence. Heck, I'd take 60 years just to see my country lift the World Cup, nevermind winning the bloody thing as a captain and then sniffing yourself into oblivion after. Sounds like a fecking dream.
You're the one here, giving it the bigg'un, telling us you'll never forgive him whenever you're just a grain of sand on the Atlantic ocean, he didn't even know who the hell you were when you were a spec of dust, now that he's dead, where does that leave you in his estimation. I know one thing, he lived rent free in your head for 30+ years.