"Egypt-Argentina match was rigged. This is a literal undisputed fact, not a guess, not a supposition. Unless you enjoy being functionally blind. Thieves used to wear ski masks and now they just wear referee jerseys. They hijacked Egypt or Moldonia, historic victory. And if you deny it, check your eyes or maybe check your missing dignity. This isn't about winning or losing. It's about pure and sickening injustice. Let's dissect this psychological horror show. Make no mistake, this happened because the coach Hossam Hassan dared to speak the truth. Just let the Palestinian people live. But apparently basic humanity triggers the elite. The soccer mafia panicked instantly and they pressed the rig match button. The Pharaohs completely dominated the pitch. Then the French referee Francois Lutexier intervened. A total and agonising clown show began. Egypt's brilliant second goal got erased. Because Martinez died from a gentle breeze and he dropped like a sniper victim. Pure and pathetic theatre. Then Argentina scored their late winner. McAllister literally ripped the shirt. An Egyptian player got flattened completely. But the referee suddenly became legally blind. No VAR review for Egypt's penalty. Fairness in professional soccer. How you call it? In football it's actually dead. The referee handed out cards endlessly to everybody. Card after card for all the Egyptian players. But an Argentinian player slapped somebody in the face. Literally slapped somebody in the face. And polite silence from the officials instead. Hassan used the sign no racism sign. Crossing his arms to halt the play. The referee completely dismissed the protocol and he penalised the target instead. Power weaponised to silence the truth. Everybody watching and saw this blatant set up. It should have been 3-3 minimum. And go to penalty and let's see who's the hero and the winner. But no. They protected FIFA's favourite corporate asset. Lionel Messi, the boludo and the pelotudo. The untouchable goat. He missed a penalty early on. He choked wild shots all night and he played like a lost child. But he visits the western wall. And pauses with the war criminal Benjamin Netanyahu. So the machine secures his triumph. Gianni Infantino was sitting right there. Sweating through his expensive suit. Visibly terrified of an Argentina defeat. Drooling over his precious corporate asset."