Edgar Ié was never Paolo Maldini, but at 30 years old he had become a solid defender with certain guarantees to cover the rear of a team that was fighting to avoid relegation in the Romanian League. His market value, according to Transfermarkt, is 1.3 million euros – almost like a 100-meter apartment in Lavapiés – and his career in different countries gave him a certain cachet. But Guinean central defender of Dinamo Bucharest, raised in the Barça youth system, he did not quite offer the benefits that were expected of him since they had signed him in February. Something didn’t add up. The player had also passed through France, Portugal and the Netherlands and someone realized that he only spoke Portuguese and that he did not understand a single word when they spoke to him in other languages. And here the hare jumped.
The club was suspicious. Also the press. The questions began. And, according to what has been published so far, someone asked the footballer to show his driving license (it is not clear why not just his ID). And it turned out that Edgar Ié was not Edgar Ié, but his twin brother Edelino, who is also a soccer player, but has not had such a solid career (nor does he speak languages, unfortunately for his career as an imposter). Edelino never succeeded, in fact the highest division in which he has played is in the Portuguese Second, in Braga B. And he was currently without a team, since his adventure in Polish Tluchowia ended at the end of last year. So someone thought he could sneak in.
The case, which Dinamo Bucharest has decided to investigate, opens a huge crack in football, but also enormous hope for certain fans who have lost faith in everything. And in all. Because, what if Vitor Roque, for example, is none other than his bad twin brother? And even better, why couldn’t Deco also actually be his blind brother? Has anyone in the club asked you for your driver’s license? If not, they should do it and allow us to clear up doubts.
The DNA test – and not exactly that of the vaunted game – would be the only thing that could explain something as amazing as having signed a promising footballer from Atlético Paranaense at 18 years old for 60 million euros, bringing him in mid-season, convincing us that He was the new Ronaldo and now we can’t count on him. And the boy hasn’t broken anything and has scored a couple of goals in the few minutes they gave him. Roque, who is now said to be part of an exchange with Manchester United, is not to blame for the fact that the worst of football, the agents and the stench of commissions have chosen him to express all the rawness of him. Unless, of course, Xavi knew that the footballer, whose signing ended up emptying Barça’s cash box, was not Vitor Roque and was his twin brother.
Impersonation through blood ties would explain many things about this season. Because neither the president Joan Laporta looks like him, nor does the coach remember the Xavi we knew, nor does Deco look like we don’t really know what because no one ever imagined that he could become a sports director. The double helix, that hypnotic intertwined shape through which DNA manifests itself, would have the answer to this mystery, as in so many other crimes solved in the laboratory. Let’s see if there is any luck next season and, while in Bucharest they clarify the matter of poor Edgar Ié, someone here locates the good brother of all of these.
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