Tuesday, July 11, 2006

On Zidane

I am still recovering from the Sunday night heartbreak. Bernard-Henri Levy waxing poetic on the whole Zidane affair isn't helping matters at all. It is actually very funny, and very sad too. Read it at the WSJ site here.

Achilles had his heel. Zidane will have had his--this magnificent and rebellious head that brought him, suddenly, back into the ranks of his human brothers.

I think it is poorly translated but still worth reading.


ventilatorblues said...

I think Levy is over the top. He writes this one well, although the dilemma of someone who would be hailed as prophet but knows that he is not one was perhaps best explicated by Grateful Dead guitarist Jerry Garcia, who once commented "If you think I am God, you should speak to my children". Thanks for the link.

Alok said...

Yeah you are right!! Zidane must be getting sick of all this too. May be that was the reason he did that :)

Hari said...

Zidane's state of mind might have been like the realization of Camus's character Meursault in the end of the novel, ‘The Stranger’. Meursault kills an Arab in glare sunlight, with out having any reason. Zidane's rage and action also has no reason or a reason, which he ‘only’ knows.

The novel ends with Meursault recognizing the universe's indifference for humankind.

"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself - so like a brother, really - I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate."

Now I am more admiring Zidane not because one of the greatest icons in Football. He showed the world that he is just a human like us, not a star in the sky.

Alok said...

Wow!! Zidane as an existential hero...!! I always suspected something was brewing inside him :)

thanks for that passage from Camus. It's beautiful.