Well he made his bed, didn’t he? The feelings people have towards him are akin to someone cheating on you. This is where reality gets lost in faith. A question of loyalty; commitment. Can you imagine changing your loyalty so readily? You wouldn’t/couldn’t, would you? Or would you?
Of course not. But that’s us, not him either maybe? What are we talking about here then? What are we comparing?
He’s just a football player. We imposed our faith and ways and beliefs on him. And for as long as he scored goals and appeared to give that love back, our faith was rewarded, justified.
But you have never been in his place and you never will. Did he have that loyalty in the first place? Who knows?
This is nothing new, get over it and understand the strange, unique love and “faith” we have in our idols. This is what we do. What we will continue to do.
We love those who make us dream; we hate those who would make our dreams seem a fraud.
I don’t know Fernando Torres; I used to think I did, he made my dreams come true, made me believe. And for those times I will always love him. Now though, he’s just Fernando Torres, a Chelsea misfit.