Two worlds – two Shapiros. Two Dzyubas – … Come up with a rhyme yourself, we are really talking about serious

In the Russian media and the blogosphere, and at the same time in the Little Russian segment of the Cyrillic Internet that has joined them, they are discussing with might and main an interview with a certain Artem Dzyuba. This is a veteran footballer who was signed by the currently 14th illegal RPL team. In terms of sport, he is nothing – He played, for the most part, in the home championship – under the protection of the almighty limit on legionnaires. He received a salary of the level of Serie A or the Bundesliga, solving problems of the level of departure to Nizhny Novgorod or Tula. I threw a certain number of goals to the local middle peasants, but even in Turkey (where I was Rakitsky’s teammate) I could not score more than one.

Well, I gave myself an interview – and I did. It is a pity, of course, that in the ninth year of the war and in Ukraine, the statements of such a character are in the mainstream. But okay.

The main thing is not even that a mediocre artisan who became a millionaire due to the artificiality of Russian football still respects the good man Putin. Not even that the Russian media are not surprised by this. The main thing is who Artem Dziuba really is.

And he’s an ethnic Ukrainian.

The father of the former record holder of the Russian football championships of all time came to Moscow as a kind of limit. A native of the city of Lubny, Poltava region, got a job as a policeman, married another who emigrated to the “non-rubber” – a saleswoman from Chuvashia. As befits a Russian in the first generation, he brought up a patriot of the current regime. Who doesn’t care that his father’s homeland is currently being torn apart by missiles and drones by those he admires so much.

Here is such a mankurt without family and tribe – this is a terrible life embodiment of the works of Chingiz Aitmatov. As if you saw Frankenstein or Count Dracula with your own eyes on the central square of your city on a sunny weekday.

But okay with him, with this Dziuba. Don’t remake it. Let’s talk about decent. A year earlier, Roman Dzyuba was born in the same Lubny. Quite possibly and quite likely – a distant relative of that quasi-footballer Artem Dzyuba. Roman has been participating in the ATO since 2014. At the beginning of the full-scale invasion of Russia was in the Donetsk region. Before reaching the age of 35, he died on March 7, 2022 during the defense of Mariupol.

The main task for our media, for our society is that the subject of discussion and example of education is not that vulgar self-serving set of muscles and bacteria. Only when there are true heroes on the front pages of the media, and not random characters, it will be possible to say that everything that is happening now is not in vain.

But for many years in our country there were people who, in all seriousness, watched these Spartak and zeniths and even supported them in European competitions! Well, what. Now they know what a piece of their former world thinks of them. Which does not perceive them as relatives or friends, and at the moment when they are destroyed as a biological species, the worries of this “Ukrainian” by origin are whether it will be possible to jump on another contract with a club affiliated with state structures, and whether soon “this is that’s all” will end, so as not to fall somewhere under punitive mobilization, as it was already with one puck kicker with a stick when he tried to sign a contract with another club.

And you know what? This Artem Dzyubu does not need to be promoted with us, but he needs to be shown abroad. This interview must be forced to watch the head of world Olympism Thomas Bach, as well as the leadership of those federations that are itching for early admission of athletes from the aggressor country. If for Bach Zelensky’s appeal sounds un-Olympic, let him also watch a home video of a ball kicker with parts of Dziuba’s body.

The poor planet, on which such a thing will remain, and not a 35-year-old guy who defended his homeland in a war unleashed on it, was not afraid to go up against a pile of metal and meat and gave his life so that we all would not become “artem dziubs” or their attendants.

Bogdan Gryschuk