Grazie small Gianni, thank you because only you have had the courage to speak your mind without the least bit intimidated by cameras, lights and reporters. Thanks Gianni small that despite your young age you got three words to represent the thinking of every Milan player and all the various fans of a football romantic inabissatosi too many years now, when you were not even born in the odor. Thanks Gianni for in that your "It 's an asshole" we see not only a critique of Leonardo, but we see an attack on what has become the world of football today. It 's absurd that a president as Moratti, the huge disposable income and the company's chief champion of the world, entrusting her to a bench of the flag cousins, one who the coach is finished to do so by chance and thanks to the Rossoneri, one so much linked to Milan to close his career after leaving it for one year and a half. And then John, I'm really deserve those words, and we should all take inspiration from you, either by you that you remember Leonardo as a player 
from you that you son of a football field only pay-TV, a Football orphan of romance. "It is an asshole" I could not say anything better, because a man like Leo can not tell you to wait, because someone like him, a magnificent flagship of the players honest and intelligent you can not accept. Aquilani this summer when I signed for Juve was not (by the grace of Lord) in a multiplex Pioltello, I was on the beach in Sicily, and if in a bathroom, a useless sudoku (not true that there is a sudoku game ... but then there is the beach so I put it) or a granita had approached a slick reporter for Sky to ask me what I thought of the passing of the Prince of Montesacro the court of the Lambs, I much closer to 30 rather than 12 years, I responded with a drab and boring turn of phrase, I would be extremely politically correct feeling very dirty, while wanting to scream the same shit (obviously talking about footballing ........ of course ......) whispered naturally from Gianni. I could not have done, I played the part required by my interviewer, because Moggi this modern football as I sucked the soul, that I am the son of football once and not too much of a time. The football was once one of the Lazio fans who descended en masse to the streets in tears to prevent Beppe Signori would cross 25 billion in Parma, (and to think that today we do not buy even 25 billion Constant, Constant an identical what you're looking of delivering a rose on the go with a) one-time football stadium that almost burst taper to a sixteenth or an eighth of the UEFA Cup Winners' Cup (Gianni not even know who the fuck is a Cup cups) football than once, where the national team when he went on television was the peak of plays, but today perde contro la replica del documentario sulle abitudini sessuali del Tamandua su Super Quark. Il calcio di una volta dove eri incuriosito dal nuovo acquisto straniero che faceva colore,oggi invece è più raro e colorato un giocatore nato a Macerata,il calcio di una volta quello che ti corteggiava,che ti chiedeva di spendere qualche soldo per lui(e magari di comprare una rosa da un Constant qualsiasi) ogni tanto per un biglietto,come una brava ragazza di buona famiglia,oggi invece è una squallida battona maiala ed avida di denaro che ti chiede tutti i soldi e subito per farti vedere anche l'interno dello spogliatoio. E dire che nel calcio di una volta pensavi allo spogliatoio come un posto magico,oggi invece puoi vedere 2 in ciabatte che ascoltano Gigi d'Alessio with the iPod and 3 others that stupid smile as the camera. And then ..... whip out that Gianni is in you, screaming your assholes! (Obviously talking about footballing ..... of course ....) to you name it. For example if you are fans of Bari and Lecce blame those who play a derby of the most heartfelt and beautiful (at the level of typhus) in Italy behind closed doors and if you are enrolled blame those who did make row unnecessarily and photo cards since even that entitles you to all the matches. If you do as Gianni Bologna fans and shouted in the face of all the fear Porcedda for almost a failure, if you are fans of the blame Garrone Sampdoria Cassano for the case (with caution, however, because I do not think that Duccio's one that I gladly accept your insults), given free rein in short, do not repress your "asshole" Christmas. My, as I said (obviously talking about footballing ... of course ...) is dedicated to Aquilani, because he could sign for all ... all but two teams, because with us, out of 50 games was injured 45, two was injured in a game in progress, was a phenomenon in two and made an irritating and unnecessary heel strike at the 90th. Today it is the picture of health and a midfielder of rare beauty and utility in a team I hate. He is my everything to him. Gianni to which a brief sketch hormones during gym class, showed the way right to fight, without even a whisker the adolescent but has much more hair on the stomach of us, if you like him, you will be bothered by the questions a reporter for the lackluster performance of digital or satellite, you will know what to do. A Gianni want to do my very personal gift, a compilation of all the goals of Leo with the Milan shirt , after seeing her will surely understand what is actually worth its 'E' an asshole, "I think the minimum after him three simple words reminded me that football is a contrast with the shabby theater in a bad taste in our day. With little Hans, and wishes for Christmas, New Years and above the squalid football awaits.
from you that you son of a football field only pay-TV, a Football orphan of romance. "It is an asshole" I could not say anything better, because a man like Leo can not tell you to wait, because someone like him, a magnificent flagship of the players honest and intelligent you can not accept. Aquilani this summer when I signed for Juve was not (by the grace of Lord) in a multiplex Pioltello, I was on the beach in Sicily, and if in a bathroom, a useless sudoku (not true that there is a sudoku game ... but then there is the beach so I put it) or a granita had approached a slick reporter for Sky to ask me what I thought of the passing of the Prince of Montesacro the court of the Lambs, I much closer to 30 rather than 12 years, I responded with a drab and boring turn of phrase, I would be extremely politically correct feeling very dirty, while wanting to scream the same shit (obviously talking about footballing ........ of course ......) whispered naturally from Gianni. I could not have done, I played the part required by my interviewer, because Moggi this modern football as I sucked the soul, that I am the son of football once and not too much of a time. The football was once one of the Lazio fans who descended en masse to the streets in tears to prevent Beppe Signori would cross 25 billion in Parma, (and to think that today we do not buy even 25 billion Constant, Constant an identical what you're looking of delivering a rose on the go with a) one-time football stadium that almost burst taper to a sixteenth or an eighth of the UEFA Cup Winners' Cup (Gianni not even know who the fuck is a Cup cups) football than once, where the national team when he went on television was the peak of plays, but today perde contro la replica del documentario sulle abitudini sessuali del Tamandua su Super Quark. Il calcio di una volta dove eri incuriosito dal nuovo acquisto straniero che faceva colore,oggi invece è più raro e colorato un giocatore nato a Macerata,il calcio di una volta quello che ti corteggiava,che ti chiedeva di spendere qualche soldo per lui(e magari di comprare una rosa da un Constant qualsiasi) ogni tanto per un biglietto,come una brava ragazza di buona famiglia,oggi invece è una squallida battona maiala ed avida di denaro che ti chiede tutti i soldi e subito per farti vedere anche l'interno dello spogliatoio. E dire che nel calcio di una volta pensavi allo spogliatoio come un posto magico,oggi invece puoi vedere 2 in ciabatte che ascoltano Gigi d'Alessio with the iPod and 3 others that stupid smile as the camera. And then ..... whip out that Gianni is in you, screaming your assholes! (Obviously talking about footballing ..... of course ....) to you name it. For example if you are fans of Bari and Lecce blame those who play a derby of the most heartfelt and beautiful (at the level of typhus) in Italy behind closed doors and if you are enrolled blame those who did make row unnecessarily and photo cards since even that entitles you to all the matches. If you do as Gianni Bologna fans and shouted in the face of all the fear Porcedda for almost a failure, if you are fans of the blame Garrone Sampdoria Cassano for the case (with caution, however, because I do not think that Duccio's one that I gladly accept your insults), given free rein in short, do not repress your "asshole" Christmas. My, as I said (obviously talking about footballing ... of course ...) is dedicated to Aquilani, because he could sign for all ... all but two teams, because with us, out of 50 games was injured 45, two was injured in a game in progress, was a phenomenon in two and made an irritating and unnecessary heel strike at the 90th. Today it is the picture of health and a midfielder of rare beauty and utility in a team I hate. He is my everything to him. Gianni to which a brief sketch hormones during gym class, showed the way right to fight, without even a whisker the adolescent but has much more hair on the stomach of us, if you like him, you will be bothered by the questions a reporter for the lackluster performance of digital or satellite, you will know what to do. A Gianni want to do my very personal gift, a compilation of all the goals of Leo with the Milan shirt , after seeing her will surely understand what is actually worth its 'E' an asshole, "I think the minimum after him three simple words reminded me that football is a contrast with the shabby theater in a bad taste in our day. With little Hans, and wishes for Christmas, New Years and above the squalid football awaits. 
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