Diego Maradona

Diego Maradona, El Pibe de Oro, the Golden Boy, was a Scorpio Sun and a Scorpio rising both, a double dose of the phoenix and the eagle: intense, magnetic, all-or-nothing, a survivor who read the field the way Scorpios read a room, seeing trouble coming from miles away. Never underestimate a Scorpio, my love, and no defender ever should have. That low centre of gravity, that impossible dribble, that leadership that lifted whole teams: it was Scorpionic mind-power made flesh. Yet his Sun sits in the 12th house, the unknowable house of dissolution and vice, where the pull toward escape is strongest. That is the shadow that shows in his drug bans of 1991 and 1994, the Jesus House exacting its toll on a man everyone leaned on.

His Moon in Pisces in the 5th house is pure genius poured into creation and play: the ultimate empath's Moon, divine-level imagination fused to the house of love, children and art. His football was not calculation, it was inspiration, the 60-metre Goal of the Century flowing straight from source, alongside the unpenalised Hand of God in the same 1986 quarter-final.

He captained Argentina to the World Cup that year and won the Golden Ball. A flawed, transcendent phoenix, reborn forever in memory.