All-Time Fantasy Draft

I was thinking about Figueroa in midfild too actually.. or MAldini at Lb.. either way.. great defense IMO
 
Shit yeah forgot he's picked Figueroa as well. Cole drops out for Maldini then.

Just read Garrincha and Pele never lost when they played together for Brazil, and Garrincha himself only ever lost one match, his last, when he was struggling with a serious knee injury.
 
Aye, his life's full of absolutely fascinating stories. Tragic loss to the footballing community.

There's a really sad video of him in one of the floats during Carnival. Breaks your heart, looks so lost and fragile. :(

How would you feel about Figueroa in midfield? He enjoyed the role the last time he played Der Kaiser...

:confused: At the 74 World Cup you mean? He wasn't playing in midfield. Don't think much of him as a midfielder either. He will be starting for NM in defence anyway.
 
I think that stat is true. Xavi and Iniesta come to mind as a partnership that might rival that achievement to an extent. Been a while since Spain lost a knockout game in a big International tournament.

I started a thread in the newbies that was about legendary partnerships in football history. A lot of interesting combinations were put up. Always nice to see two players bring the best out of each other.
 
In every way, even in votes! Messi will always lack Maradona's aura, nevermind all three combined, when all are hot favourites of most football fans!

I can see why younger fans might drool at Messi and Ronaldo paired, but my generation (30ish) experienced Maradona, and have not seen him surpassed yet. In fact all things considered, Ronaldo is probably the lesser of the 5 mentioned
 
I can see why younger fans might drool at Messi and Ronaldo paired, but my generation (30ish) experienced Maradona, and have not seen him surpassed yet. In fact all things considered, Ronaldo is probably the lesser of the 5 mentioned

Indeed, people have forgotten what O Fenomeno was. Adding to that KM being the Brendan Rodgers of Fantasy Drafts that he is wouldn't be arsed much about trying to remind everyone what the Brazilian can do. That hat trick at Old Trafford still haunts me at night.
 
There's a really sad video of him in one of the floats during Carnival. Breaks your heart, looks so lost and fragile. :(

:confused: At the 74 World Cup you mean? He wasn't playing in midfield. Don't think much of him as a midfielder either. He will be starting for NM in defence anyway.

Sad thing is when I first think about Garrincha I don't think about his goal v the Czechs or assists v Sweden, I picture him and his second wife in the living room with his 6 or 7 kids just darting about as kids do as Garrincha's just lounging on the couch. You can see even then that life's really beaten him down. Think he passed away not long after that footage.

He played extremely advanced in that game for sure, I thought he was playing in midfield but perhaps he was just playing as a very attacking libero. I had it in my head he had everything to freely interchange between libero and midfield in the same way Beckenbauer did.

As an aside, I agree with Der Kaiser being a much better option than Matthaus with Rijkaard's steely presence in there already.
 
The best player in Europe from the mid 50s paired up with the best player from the mid 60s...yes please. Welcome to your new home Eusébio. Pretty ecstatic he made it all the way through to be honest. Pairs up perfectly with Di Stefano in the sense that they both played in a team that had top class wide players that really stretched the pitch, he offers a physical presence up top and of course it adds another Ballon d'Or winner to the attack to along with Sir Stan and Don Alfredo. Was hoping to pair up Puskás and Di Stéfano all along because I was sure this man would go first - great nationality, even better player and even better fit because of his undeniably impressive physique.

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Stobzilla - Matthaus
Antohan - Beckenbauer
Brwned - Baresi, Eusébio
Cutch - Edwards, Figo
NM - Figueroa, Maldini
Thisistheone - Cruyff, Garrincha
KM - Breitner, Ronaldo
DanNistlerooy -Platini, Ferenc Puskás

Treat him well!

Such a great 'alternative' striker IMO, the best in the draft? What I meant by alternative is that most of the well received strikers in the draft are are complete types, second strikers if you will. But Eusebio strikes me as a proper striker, put him alongside De Stefano and theoretically it's a match mad in heaven. I'd compare Weah, Batistuta to Eusebio in terms of how they play the role and he is better than both (Weah and Batistuta are two of my favourite players).

Fits in what we were talking about earlier too in terms of fitting in players, you have no worries of Eusebio getting in De Stefanos way, as you may have done with other strikers. Re Cruyff and De Stefano, the reason I probably think De Stefano would be harder to integrate with other huge personalities is because we've seen evidence of it with Didis arrival and to a lesser extent Kopa. Never knew that about Cruyff, but like you say, for a one off game I think they can make it work.
 
He played extremely advanced in that game for sure, I thought he was playing in midfield but perhaps he was just playing as a very attacking libero. I had it in my head he had everything to freely interchange between libero and midfield in the same way Beckenbauer did.

He was always the man carrying the ball out of defence and would take advanced positions but I would equate him with a Passarella (with less action on the opposition box) more than a Beckenbauer.
 
Anyone who has read 'Ajax Barcelona Cruyff' will recognise that he is an impossible, awkward man at times, but equally has some strong values and savvy insight into the game. Since he first became established at Ajax, I'm not sure if there's been a situation where he's had to play second fiddle to anyone and, throughout his career on and off the park, has made it clear that, if he's not the main man, he's not interested.
 
Anyone who has read 'Ajax Barcelona Cruyff' will recognise that he is an impossible, awkward man at times, but equally has some strong values and savvy insight into the game. Since he first became established at Ajax, I'm not sure if there's been a situation where he's had to play second fiddle to anyone and, throughout his career on and off the park, has made it clear that, if he's not the main man, he's not interested.



See, I wasn't really aware of that last part, I knew he hadn't played second fiddle to anyone but couldn't be sure how he would react if was put in that situation so cheers for that bit of insight.

Like I said, with de Stefano ( or other talismen, Rivera/mazzolla for eg) there were obvious examples to point to whereas I thought with Cruyff it was more up in the air. Not that Brwneds team has to worry about any clashes within, it's by far the most cohesive team in the draft at the moment ( though not neccessarily the best ).
 
OK chaps, sorry for the delay, but my assistant was adamant we made a pick to scupper NMs cunning plan.

feck that. I have no room for players I can't make any use of.

Fergus'son will be happy to see this man has found a home and been reunited with a manager he has a long standing relationship with both as a fullback and midfielder.

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Very nice pick, didn't see that coming at all.

:lol: Can you tell me after the drafting is over who Aldo was trying to get you to pick?
 
OK chaps, sorry for the delay, but my assistant was adamant we made a pick to scupper NMs cunning plan.

feck that. I have no room for players I can't make any use of.

Fergus'son will be happy to see this man has found a home and been reunited with a manager he has a long standing relationship with both as a fullback and midfielder.

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You've been eyeing up him and Beckenbauer from the start!

:lol:

Treat them well, hopefully you can give them the success they deserve!
 
Very nice pick, didn't see that coming at all.

:lol: Can you tell me after the drafting is over who Aldo was trying to get you to pick?

After our game we can have a bottle of wine and laugh about all the conspiracy theories... and the three I thought you should have gone for.
 
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See, I wasn't really aware of that last part, I knew he hadn't played second fiddle to anyone but couldn't be sure how he would react if was put in that situation so cheers for that bit of insight.

Like I said, with de Stefano ( or other talismen, Rivera/mazzolla for eg) there were obvious examples to point to whereas I thought with Cruyff it was more up in the air. Not that Brwneds team has to worry about any clashes within, it's by far the most cohesive team in the draft at the moment ( though not neccessarily the best ).

In fairness his impact and legacy is such that he shouldn't be playing second fiddle to anyone. But this is galactico football and those are the challenges the managers have to deal with.
 
You've been eyeing up him and Beckenbauer from the start!

He wasn't in my plans, but with no useful Argie in the foreseeable future (and there's a 50% chance the Messi vs. Maradona winner may get Brwned/Cutch in the semi) he became an obvious pick. I wouldn't half mind playing Andrade in the final if it meant Messi/Diego/Don Alfredo on board, but Zanetti is to me the best right back I could hope for, particularly with that other Inter legend and mentor of his on the other flank!
 
Cruyff never played with Maradona so we don't know how he'd react but Johan was very intelligent and a winner. He may have made an exception in the case of Diego. It's a team game at the end of the day though and in drafts like this harmony is only important in relation to the opposition. Messi has had all this recent success in the last few years as the main man but if Ronaldo is in that leading role, Messi won't be the same. Or if Messi plays his Barca role then Ronaldo can't play the role that made him so successful.

Cruyff and Maradona play in different positions. Diego was a bit deeper and more central. A potential personality clash is not an issue in a draft game when the opposition also has as many players who are alien to each other and clashing.
 
I love Zanetti and his big hunky thighs.

I always liked this article on him:

The Surreal Football Approved XI: Javier Zanetti


By Scott Oliver
When mulling over potential candidates for the defence of a World XI, there are a few obvious places to start, principally: Italy, and that fascination with the aesthetics of the 1-0 victory; the 1970s, when barbarism by and large bested beauty; the Defenders section in B&Q, maybe; and the ‘Southern Cone’ of South America, spiritual home of the escalation of cynical fouls into all-out brawls (see Rattin, Antonio) as well as the provenance of a certain Helenio Herrera, legendary manager of La Grande Inter and architect of ‘Italian’ catenaccio.


Why is this? Why are Argentina and Uruguay, in particular, renowned for their adherence to rugged defensive zeal? Well, in a word, Italy. For it was from Italy that the largest influx of wide-eyed, opportunity-seeking, nation-building immigrants arrived, more even than from the motherland, Spain (in Argentina, the peak years were 1880 to 1914, during which time over two million disembarked from Italy and around 20% of Buenos Aires population were Italian immigrants). This transposition of Italian culture brought with it not only the anarchist ideologies that engulfed Buenos Aires in 1919’s semana trágica (a two-day general strike set upon by the police, leaving 700 dead, 4,000 injured, and 55,000 in prison); not only the speech patterns that merged with Spanish to form the lunfardo pidgin of proletarian Buenos Aires, and thus of so many tango ballads; but also an inherent defensive know-how and gusto, an appetite and aptitude for violence not so readily embraced in Iberia. And so it is that today the names of many of Argentina’s greatest defenders – and defensive midfielders, like Mascherano, Cambiasso, Giusti – express this Italian heritage: Daniel Passarella, Oscar Ruggeri, Alberto Tarantini, Néstor Sensini, and Javier Zanetti…


Perhaps appositely for a man with a name that sounds like a washing machine company, Zanetti possesses the clean cut, clean shaven, square-jawed, precisely coiffeured look of some gallant 1930s throwback, a countenance seemingly lifted straight from a set of chromolithographic cigarette cards perhaps entitled Los héroes del tango (Heroes of Tango) – one of those kitschy, over-coloured images that you’d find in the locket of a pious old widow who had lost her husband forty years earlier in some pointless war and never gotten over it. For if ever there was a saintly football player, it was Javier Adelmar Zanetti: the very model of uncomplaining duty, a beacon of honest, virtuous endeavour. To see him playing for Inter or Argentina, putting out fires here, there and everywhere, you half expect him to nip into a phone booth and emerge with cape and the power of flight – not that he needed it.


Notwithstanding his increasingly frequent auxiliary midfieldery, Zanetti is, to the core, a defender’s defender: there’s no jockey, block, block-off, block-tackle, slide tackle or header, no marking job or last-ditch clearance that is not carried out with diligence, courage, and a preternatural relish – a leader, yes, but by deed, not word; he is incredibly taciturn on the field, his expression scarcely anything other than one of engrossed concentration, a concentration as relentless as his industriousness. He just keeps going and going and going – so much a byword for stamina that his nickname in Italy is Il trattore (‘The Tractor’), thighs curved like some improbable stringed instrument of the Carpathians, driving and pumping until his opponent yields, whereupon, having dispossessed him, efficiently and without fuss, the ball is laid off to a creative player (or else, if playing as a carillero – the wide man in a narrow, Italian-style midfield – he might surge forward himself. Why not…?).


Nothing better encapsulates Zanetti’s diligence and all-round fastidiousness than his hair, the very epitome of rectitude and the embodiment – if you will indulge a tangential hypothesis – of one of The Two Poles of Argentine Footballers’ Hair, themselves expressive of the two increasingly polarised and murderous political wings of an Argentine society that, by 1973, the year of Jay-Z’s birth, were in open warfare. On the one hand, there were leftist guerrillas of Peronist or Trotskyist persuasion; on the other, para-legal, state-sponsored death squads (such as the Triple ‘A’: the Argentine Anticommunist Alliance) that were paranoiacally ‘disappearing’ suspected ‘subversives’ at a rate of fifty per week: irreconcilable forces locked in the delirious death-spiral of the so-called ‘Dirty War’, bloody backdrop to Argentina’s dubiously won World Cup. (And it is doubtless photos of young men like Zanetti who would be borne in the lockets of the ‘Mothers of the Disappeared’, still congregating in Buenos Aires’ Plaza de Mayo each Sunday, demanding the State account for their lost kin.)


To simplify somewhat, the first of these two poles is rigidly reactionary, ultra-Catholic, hierarchical and submissive, obsessed by order and expressed in footballing hair terms by the likes of Diego Simeone, Javier Saviola, Leo Messi and, especially, Zanetti. Such a rabidly conservative outlook was nowhere more evident than in the captain of that 1978 World Cup-winning side, the aforementioned Daniel Passerella, a strutting, bristling martinet of a man whose time as coach of the national team twenty years later was famously marred by a stand-off with players over the length of their hair and his prohibition of such degenerate fripperies as earrings (and we think Fabio is a disciplinarian!). At the other end of the psycho-political hair continuum, where the imagination frees itself from passivity and reflex subjugation, is a radical, liberal, progressive, maverick strain, tendencies underpinning the footballing ethos known as Menottismo (antithetical to the win-at-all costs approach of Bilardismo), which advocated both all-out attacking play and the formation of armed underground cadres, or Comandos, supported by a mass front of activists and saboteurs… Anyway, this second pole was expressed in Argentine football hair terms by…well, by pretty much everyone in the poodle-rock years of the mid-1980s, but during the Passarella era by Claudio Caniggia and Fernando Redondo in particular, their refusal to undergo a compulsory ‘rug rethink’ costing them both a place at the 1998 World Cup.


Now, Zanetti has always been of immaculate coiffeuse, maybe in itself an index of his general compliance and pliability as a man (a pliability reflected in his versatility as a player, perhaps). Far from the virtuous 30s throwback, then, he is perhaps in fact a dutiful pawn for the capricious, tyrannical impulses of some authoritarian Gaffer or other, an uncomplaining, silent killer. “Boss, I don’t like having to cut off his head, but if that is your desire…” Listen closely to the cold-blooded automaton speaking in 2008: “My hair is very important to me. I want my hair to be in order – and that goes for when I am on the pitch as well. Even if we are playing in a storm. Even if I am running through gusts of wind. Everyone, from my wife to my team-mates, ask me how I manage to get through all the games with my hair in perfect order. The truth is that I care about my head. I spend some time in front of the mirror every morning but, I swear, I only use water. I don’t use gel and I don’t use any cream. It is a question of my image, yes, but also a question of character. If there is a strand of hair out of place then I don’t feel good. Yes, I admit, it is an obsession. One thing I can’t stand is when people put their fingers through my hair. I can’t stand it. Not even when my wife does it.”


This unconscious hankering after order – to the point that its absence produces physiological effects: crawling skin – often betrays a right-wing sensibility (think of the army or the church, based as they are on stringently codified behaviours and comportment, the ‘right’ way to think, feel, move, desire). So then, is Zanetti, the tireless and hyper-disciplined team man, actually something of a paradox? Can someone so punctilious with his hair really be the antithesis of the modern, pampered, preening footballer? Well, regardless of whether his concern with his parting denotes right- or left-wing tendencies – and as we’ve seen, the supremely versatile Zanetti is equally adept at both full-back positions or on either side of midfield – the unobtrusive, can-do, workaholic attitude made him the manager’s dream and a bona fide legend for the Inter support.


What a career it has been. Just as his hair hasn’t changed since 1995, neither has his club. He is as devoted as he is devout (he persuaded Wesley Sneijder to convert to Catholicism and is a formidable worker for charity), and while being thoroughly sensible and injury-free are the two traits at the heart of his remarkable longevity, those alone cannot account for a career comprising over one thousand professional matches, three-quarters of which have been in the famous nerazzurri livery. So long has he been there, in fact, that he has gone through 18 coaches en route to winning 16 trophies – no less than 15 of those as captain (three more than the number of league goals he’s scored, incidentally), having taken over the armband from Giuseppe Bergomi in 1999, the man whose record number of Inter appearances he would also go on to break. Indeed, among outfield players, only Paolo Maldini and Pietro Vierchowod have ever played more Serie A games than Zanetti.


Of course, his medal haul owes a great deal to the calciopoli scandal, which opened the way for Inter to lord it over Italian football, but it took the arrival of José Mourinho – for whom the obedient, disciplined Argentine must have been the ideal player – to bring about the undisputed zenith of his club career: hoisting aloft the European Cup in his 700th match for the club, restoring some battered black-and-blue pride by returning that famous trophy to the black-and-blue side of the San Siro for the first time in 45 years (during which time flatmates AC Milan had won it no less than 6 times).


In addition to this stellar club career, the curtain of which is not set to come down until at least the end of next season, there has been an equally illustrious stint in international football and, unsurprisingly, Zanetti is the most capped player in Argentine football history, donning that famous albiceleste shirt no fewer than 145 times, scoring just the 5 goals, including quite a famous one in Saint Etienne in 1998… There would no doubt have been more caps still had he not endured an enforced 14-month sabbatical under José Pekerman that kept him out of the 2006 World Cup, much as Maradona would eschew his and his Inter compadre Esteban Cambiasso’s services in 2010. Absurdly, the game of Beckham’s redemptive penalty in Sapporo was his last-but-one World Cup outing for Argentina, about which there has been scarcely a peep from this unassuming, dignified colossus of the game.


Zanetti: the appliance of science. Testimony to clean living. Just don’t ruffle his hair…

Some of it sounds like a piss-take but it does have very valid points on the split across Argentinian football, a split that somewhat explains why Maradona left him out in 2010. It's not some bullshit made up to poke fun at hairstyles, it is all very very real.
 
In fairness his impact and legacy is such that he shouldn't be playing second fiddle to anyone. But this is galactico football and those are the challenges the managers have to deal with.

Yeah, I like the point made earlier about only a select few players, Cruyff, Beckenbauer, Maradona, De Stefano who you should never play second fiddle to anyone and it's worth thinking about. Best, Ronaldo, Pele were mentioned as great players who you wouldn't have that trouble with, and Messi. Would you agree with those?
 
He wasn't in my plans, but with no useful Argie in the foreseeable future (and there's a 50% chance the Messi vs. Maradona winner may get Brwned/Cutch in the semi) he became an obvious pick. I wouldn't half mind playing Andrade in the final if it meant Messi/Diego/Don Alfredo on board, but Zanetti is to me the best right back I could hope for, particularly with that other Inter legend and mentor of his on the other flank!

You have the best full back pairing now I believe, a good last pick and you would've nearly sorted your whole team with the exception of one position I would say, which you could sort out in the next draft round (if you get through).
 
Damn, that guy has good taste

Surreal Football Greatest XI: Michael Laudrup

The next time you hear Jamie Redknapp or Andy Townsend gush about some crashingly limited midfield donkey’s “triffic enjinn,” I want you to bear two things in mind: first, to borrow from Ruud Gullitt, my car has a good engine but that doesn’t mean it can play football; second, receiving praise off workaday English pundits doesn’t carry quite the same cachet as having Franz Beckenbauer say this: “Pelé was the best in the 60s, Cruyff in the 70s, Maradona in the 80s, and Laudrup in the 90s”. That’s Der Kaiser, folks. Or take Andrés Iniesta: “The greatest player in history? Laudrup.” Still not satisfied? Well, in 2006, Raúl said Laudrup was the best he ever played with, and he played five seasons with Zidane.

That, amigo, is Big Boy Shit. I mean, at the turn of the millennium, he was voted La Liga’s best player in the previous quarter-century: not Cruyff, not Maradona, not Ronaldo, not John Aldridge; Laudrup.

Obviously, then, it wasn’t much of a stretch for UEFA to crown him Denmark’s Golden Player, despite the fact that a disagreement with coach Richard Moller Nielsen led to him absenting himself from his nation’s footballing zenith: the remarkable off-the-beach Euro ’92 triumph as replacements for not-quite-yet-former Yugoslavia. Even so, this disappointment was more than offset by a stellar club career that, after leaving Brøndby as a 20-year-old, took in no less than seven top division titles with Juventus (one), Barcelona (four), Real Madrid (one), and Ajax (One).

Although he briefly shared the Juve midfield with UEFA’s curmudgeonly rosbifophobe president, Michel Platini, his peak years were undoubtedly spent with Barca’s Dream Team (1989-94), for whom he provided the cold-blooded ‘seny’ (reason, or nous) to Stoichkov’s fervid ‘rauxa’ (passion).

Even so, his occasional maverick tendencies and perceived laziness often exasperated his coach, Cruyff (an Oedipal drama, perhaps), and so, following his omission from the Champions League final in 1994 (a 4-0 drubbing by Fabio Capello’s Milan, the coach incredulous that the Dane was absent), he was offloaded to arch-rivals Real Madrid, where he was instrumental in a 5-0 evisceration of the ‘blaugrana’ en route to a fifth straight title. A mark of the affection in which he is held in Catalunya is that, while another former favourite to sign directly for Real, Luis Figo, had a pig’s head lobbed at him, Barca’s fans still idolise the Dane.

What did Laudrup have? The overriding sensation was that of an almost balletic grace; he simply floated over the surface. Technically, he was a consummate two-footed dribbler, his trademark move being ‘la croqueta’ (switching the ball quickly between feet to slalom between two onrushing defenders), since adopted by Iniesta. It all came from balance, of course – not only that of his own supremely elegant movement, but also in the awareness of when his opponents were off balance, having the classic dribbler’s innate sense of when to move the ball. He would often stop his markers dead in their tracks then, as they were momentarily flat-footed, much like a matador who allows the tiring, defeated bull to brush his thighs, he would slip the ball inches from the helpless defender’s feet before a flourish of acceleration sent him clear (¡Olé! indeed).

On top of that, he had breathtaking control and was a hyper-intelligent passer, with the uncanny defence-unlocking ability common to all the best playmakers. Of his repertoire of final balls, it was perhaps the look-the-other-way pass or signature ‘spoon pass’ – one that scarcely even entered the thoughts of lesser players – for which he will be best remembered, leading to the nickname ‘the tin opener’ (in my house, at least).

A true, unfettered Nordic genius, then – perhaps the only one ever to emerge from those cold, collectivist lands – the ‘culés’ who saw him in his Camp Nou-bestriding pomp certainly realized they were witnessing a rare era adorned by a rare talent, and to make the point hung a huge banner commanding us, in English, and thus politely, to “Enjoy Laudrup”.

By Scott Oliver
 
Cruyff never played with Maradona so we don't know how he'd react but Johan was very intelligent and a winner. He may have made an exception in the case of Diego. It's a team game at the end of the day though and in drafts like this harmony is only important in relation to the opposition. Messi has had all this recent success in the last few years as the main man but if Ronaldo is in that leading role, Messi won't be the same. Or if Messi plays his Barca role then Ronaldo can't play the role that made him so successful.

Cruyff and Maradona play in different positions. Diego was a bit deeper and more central. A potential personality clash is not an issue in a draft game when the opposition also has as many players who are alien to each other and clashing.

Mate, you have Maradona.....Cruyff........Garrincha

You don't need to explain anything

Messi and Ronaldo are modern day heroes, but are they in the all time greats yet? Only time will tell.
 
BTW, I know those two pieces are long but they are not just pointless propaganda, they are an excellent read.
 
Ayee definitely agree with Crustanoid there, it's an outrageously good set of players. The average voter wont be thinking whether they would clash IMO.

edit - just remembered you have Charlton as well! How are you fitting them all in?
 
Ayee definitely agree with Crustanoid there, it's an outrageously good set of players. The average voter wont be thinking whether they would clash IMO.

edit - just remembered you have Charlton as well! How are you fitting them all in?

He isn't, I guess. Both Charlton and Coluna have been shown the door.
 
Ayee definitely agree with Crustanoid there, it's an outrageously good set of players. The average voter wont be thinking whether they would clash IMO.

edit - just remembered you have Charlton as well! How are you fitting them all in?

I think the average voter won't , true, but there's 15 (ex) managers and a few in and around the draft that like to play it out, so it will still make a difference.
 
Yeah maybe a few would, but I know I would never consider it tbh.
 
Undoubtedly, the Zanetti piece was particularly nuanced.

Indeed, well researched and makes some excellent points. Adding to his stats on Italian influence, they started arriving in Uruguay in larger numbers around 1870 and by ~1910 accounted for 70-80% of the population. Former Spanish colony, but massive Italian heritage and influence.
 
Yeah maybe a few would, but I know I would never consider it tbh.

Well, you are lucky there's a nationality rule in place because you would have major issues getting Passarella and Redondo to get on at all.