Argentina Beat Algeria and Looked Like Champions — but Their World Cup Now Rests Entirely on Messi

The first one told you everything, if you were willing to read it as a warning rather than a wonder. He took the ball thirty yards out with his back half-turned, rolled the marker off his shoulder the way you shrug off a coat, and bent the finish into the far corner before the goalkeeper had finished setting his feet. Luca Zidane never moved. The whole of Argentina‘s evening lived inside those four seconds, and so did the problem nobody in blue and white wanted to say out loud.

The scoreboard read like a statement. Three goals, a clean sheet, a hat-trick from the captain, and enough history to fill a week of front pages. Lionel Messi became the first man to play in six World Cups, drew level with Miroslav Klose on the all-time scoring list, passed Pelé for goal involvements, and did it on his 200th appearance for his country. A fourth goal, ruled out for offside, would have been gilding. As a single night, it was close to perfect.

Then you pull the camera back, and the picture changes.

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Every one of those three goals belonged to the same player. So did the disallowed one. So did the only passages of play that made Algeria’s back line look mortal. Take Messi out of the teamsheet — just lift him cleanly out of it — and what remains is a goalless draw against a side ranked nowhere near the favourites, a side that matched the champions for possession and walked off having had seven attempts without forcing a save. Argentina did not dismantle Algeria. Messi did, three times, and the other ten men watched a master at work like the rest of us.

That is the indictment hiding inside the coronation, and it deserves to be stated plainly because the result will bury it otherwise. This was supposed to be the tournament where the succession showed itself — where the players meant to carry Argentina into the years after Messi proved they could shoulder the weight while he was still there to share it. Instead the men cast as heirs produced an evening of almosts. Lautaro Martínez, leading the line, spent his minutes caught between the pass and the shot, never committing to either, and was withdrawn having barely troubled the score. Julián Álvarez, easing back from injury, drifted through the game without leaving a mark. Thiago Almada gave width and a little pace and not much beyond it. These are not journeymen. They are the spine of what comes next, and on the night the future was supposed to introduce itself, it cleared its throat and said nothing.

Be fair to what was good, because plenty was. The defence was the performance of genuine champions. Lisandro Martínez hacked everything that moved out of the box, Cristian Romero gave Algeria’s forwards no air, and Emiliano Martínez finished the night essentially untested — a goalkeeper reduced to a spectator with excellent distribution. Algeria did not register a single shot on target. A back line that resolute, in a tournament this long, is worth more than a flashy front three, and Argentina have one. The structure behind Messi is sound. The trouble sits in front of him.

And here is where honesty cuts both ways, because there is a real case for the other view, and it is not a weak one. Champions are not obliged to win beautifully or evenly. They are obliged to win, and Argentina won, comfortably, without conceding, in their opening match of a title defence. Messi is plainly fit, plainly sharp, plainly enjoying himself in a way that ought to frighten the rest of the draw. “He has been doing it for twenty years,” Lionel Scaloni said afterwards, half coach and half fan. “We need to enjoy him.” There is wisdom in that. A team that owns the most decisive footballer of his generation and is getting this version of him does not need its other forwards firing in week one. It needs them firing later, and there is time.

But the harder question is the one the favourite tag forces, and Argentina arrived in this tournament wearing it. Among the handful of sides genuinely expected to lift the trophy, they are there on merit — reigning champions, deep, organised, captained by the best player alive. The tag survived Kansas City intact. What changed is what holds it up. After ninety minutes, the entire attacking case for Argentina rests on one man, and that man turns thirty-nine before the group stage is out. That is not a foundation. It is a countdown.

This is the part Messi himself understands better than anyone, because the cost of a long career is the one subject he has never been able to outrun. The body that bent in the first goal is the same body that has played more football than almost anyone in the sport’s history, and a World Cup does not get gentler as it goes. The knockout rounds come in a heat that has already been the talk of this tournament. The turnarounds tighten. The opponents stop sitting off and start hunting. A group game against Algeria is the kindest examination Argentina will sit all summer, and it took a near-flawless night from a thirty-eight-year-old to make it look easy.

So the verdict on the opener is split down the middle, and it should be. The defence says contenders. The clean sheet says contenders. The captain says contenders, loudly. The rest of the attack says something closer to a single point of failure wearing a crown. Both readings are true, and which one decides Argentina’s summer will come down to a simple thing: whether anyone other than Messi remembers how to score before the matches start punishing teams that can’t. The favourite tag is real today. Whether it is real in three weeks depends on the ten men who spent this night watching the one.

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