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San Siro, Tunisia

In Tunisia, Ben Ali's gang and his family did business in a very simple way. As they were the richest in the tubs, they could afford to buy at any time, any activity that would be interested (even the national bank, so to speak). No competitor could afford to match their offer, and no owner could afford to reject it. But since they were also the most powerful in the tubs, when money was not enough they could resort to the most prominent methods to get what they wanted, of overcoming any reluctance, let's call it a market. Harassment until small enough, because you do not need to kill the flies with the guns. But even with the guns when the going gets tough. All this lasted until, for reasons that sagacious corrisponenti of the major Italian newspapers have explained better than me, came a time when, from Hammamet to Tunis, Bizerte through (the indifference of the Italian holidaymakers nearby village Valtur di El Kebir , troppo distratti dal corso di acquagimme delle dieci), i sudditi si sono ribellati di fronte a tanta prepotenza, e hanno messo in fuga Alì Ben e i suoi quaranta ladroni. Adesso la fiamma della rivolta è divampata in tutta l'area e, se tutto va bene, speriamo possa arrivare anche negli stadi italiani. Mi spiego.

In Italia, la cricca di Massimo Moratti e famiglia nel calcio fa affari in un modo molto semplice. Siccome sono i più ricchi del bigoncio, possono permettersi di comprare, in qualsiasi momento, qualsiasi giocatore cui sono interessati (anche il centravanti della nazionale, Giampaolo Pazzini, per dire). Nessun concorrente può permettersi to match their offer, no president can afford to reject it (and never mind if, now an orphan of his bomber, his team four goals to take the first exit, and you can bet that will not be the last time. Pecunia non olet , especially in times of crisis). But because they are also the most powerful of the tubs when not enough money, say, to win games because the opponent takes the field with honor, may resort to the most prominent methods to get what they want, overcoming any reluctance of the field . Harassment until small enough, because you do not need to kill the flies with the guns. But even with the guns when the going gets tough.

Today, say, at the San Siro flew a lot of flies. Things were made against Palermo not bad, very bad. Second successive defeat incoming whistles for flasks, goodbye dreams of glory. Need a jolt. Giampaolo Pazzini had entered the field, asking what could be better than a nice flurry of free kicks from the corner of the area? Said and done: the mighty Lucio, after stealing the ball in midfield, he launches into one of his raids proverbial albatross. Proverbial in the sense that always end badly, because an opponent steals the ball, raises the counter-attack in defense and he has to run with their tails between their legs. Today, however, the strong and always correct Lucio had a brilliant idea, as are all the brilliant ideas with which they kill two birds with one stone: throw a lion's skin as soon as the first opponent is approaching and as a remedy even inviting free-kick away. Riguardatevi images: the poor Bacinovic not only does not touch him, but neither comes close, but the strong and always correct, and Lucio monocigliato, arms arched back like a long jumper, is already in the air in search of the phallus . Rizzoli, and here I stop at Rizzoli, bait, and allows the free-kick. Maicon beat the Giampaolo Pazzini above gored and Inter equalized the game. One moment he was on the brink of the abyss. He now has a lifetime ahead.

(Small aside: from the brink has also helped out the naivete of Palermo, and in particular that Javier Pastor whose maturity football was too overrated. The guy is good, the guy does, but has yet to take several slaps in the face, because the decisive penalty-that are not mere formalities, as he once wrote a sympathetic commentator on this blog-you roll with a very different decision, and why a heel is good, two heels are good, three are heels , but from the fourth means that you do not want to play, you've given up, you're doing a favor to his companions, perhaps Migliaccio and Delio Rossi should hang to the dressing room and explain to see the phenomena that you go to the circus, not the stadium)

recover, and in conclusion, does not take much to put in a sixth game. An innocent little grebes on the trocar. The commentator (ecstasy Richard Gentile, who most seemed to be at San Siro in Lourdes) do not realize it, his shoulder (the soporific Luca Marchegiani, which probably also occurs in the powerpoint while talking) even mention it, the 'referee, oh well, the referee Rizzoli. Bacinovic complains, has the forlorn face of the migrant as Lucan Pasquale Ametrano when rub their bosses, because he knows that, as in American policing, say anything or will the game be used against him. This is called the banality of evil, because the Mafia makes money by stealing penny to penny on a sea of \u200b\u200bcontracts, in places less obvious, perhaps on the construction of a viaduct in the province of Isernia, not robbing Fort Knox. Why did no one notice, so much is routine . But not enough, because then we must also win the match, and then also need the gun to kill the fly that will not die. What's better than a good discipline invented? Nothing, especially if one is to beat that, during the run, he stops to catch the inspiration, is a fake, as if nothing had happened (as if the regulation, even one match oratory, does not prohibit it) takes his first step to pull. Giampaolo Pazzini gets the usual high rate before an Argentine defender with bangs, moving the hip type of Mossetto Mauris Laurito and just feel the breath of the Argentine defender is to move away the hair from his eyes, suddenly collapses on the floor, as such a a boy who had problems with stock photos . Strictly speaking, three to two, and all game won at home.

The final two minutes of recovery (simple game simple: if the result had been stopped on two by two, how many minutes of recovery was allowed to Rizzoli allow Inter to complete her comeback? Fifteen? Twenty-four? Thirty-six?) Are just the icing on the cake. The copper coin thrown at the homeless dying on the floor, after giving him a kick in the face with the Church's loafers. However, Ben Ali had to take stock and barrel for much less. We acknowledge the comeback of the model and Inter, as people will have finished wasting thirty million euro to go see Checco Zalone (though I think this thing can not sleep. In this and what happened to Lello Arena ), we hope we will soon be infected by fans of Tunisia revolt, the revolt for bread, which for us is football. Because tonight we are all Bacinovic, we are all defenders with Argentine the fringe, we are all homeless people dying, we are all Tunisians, and above all none of us wants to disappear into oblivion as Lello Arena.

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Literaria: "The first war of the football." Games of football and military governments.

dusk a plane flew over the city and dropped a bomb. The roar was heard everywhere. The hills surrounding the repeated roar of torn metal, so many said that it was a series of bombs: the city was invaded by panic. The people gave to escape, the dealers out of business, abandoned cars littered the streets. A woman ran onto the sidewalk, shouting, "My son, my son! '. Then he was silent and was the silence, a silence of death. After a moment the lights went out and all Tegucigalpa sank into darkness.

Sinking into darkness. A simple remedy against the bombing is to switch off the lights. The whole town turns out the light and air do not know where to drop bombs. The planes, that July of 1969, were those of the aviation Salvador. Ryszard Kapucinsky (Pinsk, March 4, 1932 - Warsaw, January 23, 2007), Polish journalist and writer, the only foreign correspondent - and socialist - in Honduran land in those days, he explains the reason for the attack aircraft and the war between Honduras Salvador and lasted a hundred hours. El Salvador, which in the map of America Central State is in Guatemala with the flag horizontally striped blue and white with a triangular Escudo de Armas in the center, at the time was a kind of private ownership of a few - very few - family of landowners. The rich were sharing the land and wealth while the peasants did not even know where to build the four walls in which to spend the night. Given this situation, the farmers decided to move a few miles further east. In Honduras, the atlas that has the flag equal to that of Salvador, the only difference being that five star hotel instead of the Escudo.

The Honduran government, at least at first, tolerated the influx, because there was ground to work with and low population density. Until the Honduran peasants, those who already were in Honduras, El Salvador prior to immigration, it started complaining about not having land to work. The government, pro-American, fell in embarrassment. Honduras and more than half because it was owned by an American multinational that traded in bananas and, consequently, there was no land to distribute. The only viable solution remains to divide the land among the peasants in Honduras Honduran employed over the years by farmers in El Salvador, pushing them to their country. The Salvadoran military government to oligarchic control, however, did not remain inert. Also because, as mentioned above, there was no land in El Salvador. Or rather, the land was there, but in other hands. The rich. Inevitable international friction is created. With farmers in the middle.

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The World Cup of 1970 would be played in Mexico. The Mexican national, by far the team to beat in the CONCACAF zone, had qualified automatically to the finals and then the other Central American were chasing a historic qualification. And then, 12 teams, divided in 4 groups. The Honduras dominated the Group 1, against Costa Rica and Jamaica, Haiti and Guatemala took a ball and Trinidad and Tobago in Group 2. El Salvador for his part did not encounter too much resistance on the part of Guyana and the Dutch Antilles in Group 3. The United States finally made out of Bermuda and Canada in the last group. At the World Cup would take part in the Mexican winners of the two play-offs. Winner Group 1 v Winner Group 3. Winner 2 v Winner 4. That is to say against the United States and Haiti Honduras against El Salvador. One way, return and eventual playoff at a neutral venue in case of equality of victories. While Haiti is easily got rid of the still inexperienced national stars and stripes, 8 June 1969 Estadio Nacional de Tegucigalpa we played the match between Honduras and El Salvador. The national team of El Salvador had not slept the night before, kept awake by the home fans stationed under the hotel. Metals and drums, a deafening noise. And sleep was heard. Wells sunk the fullback All'89esimo giving guests the way to Honduras.

Nothing seemed lost for the representative of El Salvador, who could still count on the return leg to bring the play-off challenge. It happened in El Salvador, however, that a girl named Amelia Bolanos he shot himself to the heart to miss seeing on television from his country. The government and the media rode the episode. After two days the state funeral was celebrated with direct national and senior state in the queue to the coffin of the girl. The tension for the return match, meanwhile, rose dramatically. On 14 June, the Honduran national arrived in San Salvador for the return match. The local fans returned the favor and metal drums and the government, for his part, a bolus injection. The Estadio De La Flor Blanca - which today is known as Jorge "Magico" Gonzalez - the day after it was militarized. In a surreal atmosphere, the national of El Salvador took what he thought was his due. He won 3 to zero, with two goals and the goals of the companion centrattacco Martinez Acevedo department, returning home stunned the eleven Honduras.

After reading these facts in the newspaper, Luis said that war would break out: At one time it was a good correspondent, knew what was spoken. "In Latin America," he said "the line between football and politics is very thin and long is the list of governments overthrown or killed by the army for a loss of national"

And, in fact, the war broke out. A few days after the playoff victory at the Estadio Azteca in El Salvador in Mexico City (3 to 2, yet Martinez for Salvadorans, even twice. Responding to Gomez and Cardona for Honduras. Finally, the decisive goal in extra time of Rodriguez that earned him the World). It lasted a few days, just under a week. It was fought with guns used by German troops during World War II (the Mauser ) and the victims were about six thousand. The problems were solved within the war. Of course, lasted one hundred hours because those are not economically sustainable, particularly as, outside of any strategy by both countries. Perhaps a contributing cause, a pretext, a means. Maybe coincidence. Or maybe he was right in defining Luis with a veil the distance between the ball and military governments.

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Ryszard Kapucinsky was born in Pinsk, when he was still in Poland. He studied in Warsaw and a life he worked as a correspondent for the Third World Polska Agencja Prasow ( Polish Press Agency). Among his books, including Ebony , including several from Africa and matches Shah-in-Shah, a splendid analysis of the revolutions of the soul.

For most people who live in the real world ends up on the doorstep, at the edge of the village, at most, on the border the valley. The world beyond is unreal, insignificant and even useless, and what they have on hand and under the eyes rises to the size of a large universe obscuring everything else.

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Jorge Valdano, the last dandy

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During my metaphysical (half physical and half not, in the words of the painter) walks throughout Madrid , of the Chamber in San Bernardo in the Retiro Callao until the end of the night, when I felt the pen that wrote the screenplay for a movie that I have not seen it yet, I wanted long for a glimpse from the street, leaning on the counter of the bar like birds perched on trees, meadows, two characters who seemed worthy of the alter ego of my wandering aimlessly, good reason to stop a moment to drink a gin and tonic and discuss, without seriously of course, the meaning of life. The first was Enrique Bunbury, the only real rocker in part, in its way, the late Michi Panero - that Spain has never given birth, the second was Jorge Valdano, the only true intellectual of the ball-a part in their own way, the visitors of this blog-which still hangs over Europe. But while Bunbury, or rather, his thick hair, I can say I have met him at the exit of a local Malasa ña, l'epifania di Valdano è un privilegio che solo Gegenschlag può dire di aver vissuto, un pomeriggio anodino come tanti (se mai possa validamente contemplarsi l'idea che a Madrid esistano pomeriggi anodini come esistono, per esempio, a Roma o a Milano) passeggiando intorno a Huertas.  Almeno ebbe il coraggio di avvisarmi subito, specificando -dettaglio tutt'altro che secondario- che Valdano indossava dei memorabili pantaloni color carta da zucchero. Perchè Valdano, di questo si tratta, è l'ultimo dandy del mondo del calcio.

In un'altra occasione ho avuto modo di scrivere che anche José Mourinho è un dandy. But there I was referring to the aspect, so to speak, of the sociological term, the figure of the character with the spirit that breaks the conventions of his time, not just for the sake of provocation, but also to feel the mediocrity that surrounds him, and thus have knowledge of their own superiority. If Mourinho embodies the ethics of the dandy, Valdano represents the elegance of a dandy, and that is why, now working together at the same time they look like and dislike. To paraphrase the title of a book by a writer from Brooklyn, Jorge Valdano is so elegant in him everything is illuminated. The triangle that closes his companion, who wrote the article on Sunday on the last page di Marca, la gomina che applica sui riccioli, la risposta che dà all'intervista, la stretta di mano che scambia con il giocatore appena acquistato, il risvolto  che si fa fare dal sarto sui pantaloni, l'accento con cui marca l'ultima sillaba, la postura che adotta quando cammina, il sorriso che accenna quando riflette, la sua idea di calcio. 

Se avessi davvero incontrato Valdano in una di quelle fantasmagoriche peregrinazioni notturne, dopo avergli offerto da bere, avrei voluto parlare con lui di tutto tranne che di calcio. Parlare di calcio con Valdano mi sembra così sprecato, così superfluo, così pornographic, go to bed as his compatriot Belen Rodriguez. From Valdano I would tell anything done, what is the metro line in Madrid that prefers, as it furnishes a good living keeping a balance between rococo cherubs and Flos, what should order at a restaurant in Punta del Este, where is the right time to buy a house in Malaga, where are the great Argentine writer, what is the right length of sideburns, what it feels like to fall with his helicopter in the Mexican desert (and survive, I might add). So, one way or another, we still talked football. 'S why we have been hurt when I read the interview-portrait che Simon Kuper, non l'ultimo dei giornalisti (anche) di calcio, gli ha dedicato oggi sull'inserto domenicale Life&Arts del Financial Times. Perchè si è parlato solo di calcio, e per di più in modo banale. Il Real Madrid è stato forte finché c'è stato Franco, perchè sotto le dittature vincono sempre le  squadre delle capitali. Come no. Un'occasione sprecata, come portarsi a letto, e non nel loggione economico del teatro dell'opera, la connazionale Belen Rodrìguez.

Oltre a essere dandy impeccabile, Jorge Valdano è calciatore sopraffino (mise il proprio sigillo nel mondiale vinto Argentina in 1986, after Maradona's famous goal from England was the irony of complaining with her boyfriend because she had not passed the ball despite being in good position), coaching is lit (on the bench of Real won playing well , those of Tenerife and Valencia merely playing well), is sports director heard (Florentino Perez is not a step, and does not spend a euro, if not first consulted), is a journalist sought (the titles are wasted he works with el Philosopher), is inspired writer (you can start with this ). Jorge Valdano is the demi-monde of the jet-set Madril an aquarium of no-men d'affari con cravatte Hermès su camicia rosa e gemelli extra-large, rampolli di alta società vestiti come Lapi Elkann del discount, schivi toreri che hanno perso il gusto dell'affaire mondano, matrone che, sulla via dell'ultra-cafonal italiano, sorseggiano gin tonic con riduzione di collagene e angostura al bancone del Castellana 8 , allenatori portoghesi che non sanno farsi il nodo alla cravatta- come Alberto Arbasino sta al demi-monde della cultura italiana: giganti sulle spall(in)e di nani. Questo l'ha scritto A.A. nel suo diario sull'ultimo o penultimo numero della rivista Nuovi Argomenti, ma potrebbe averlo scritto Valdano in qualunque dei suoi cinque libri: 

How many summers in the sea and round circles, no longer found those "panzoncelli jokes" that was often called Pupetto or Bebuzzo. Ammicavano in panties, with un'oralità very gestural. They were the last to speak cordially pisquano, spree, crackpot, Funkypuss, urination, meet, dumb, ricere. And the U.S., in Capri: "Since we have prepared a beautiful sunset?"

Jorge, how long you do not see those sunsets on the Paseo de la Castellana, near the Plaza Castilla? How long the Americans prefer the hot sands of Barceloneta fake olive cold martini served in the terrace the Bernabeu? From When did you find the most Pupetto and Bebuzzi but also Menotti and Soriano, and the Fontanarrosa Di Stefano? In his article

disappointing (even an unknown blogger Mexican he could do better), Kuper merely sketch, and concealed between the lines, an unlikely comparison between their Di Stefano and Valdano, Madrid of the two Argentines more history of Madrid. Those who most embody the true spirit of the winning team before the arrival of Valdano, had won "only in black and white" (the five samples of the fifties branded cups, in fact, Di Stefano). He clearly understands that Mourinho Valdano swallows bitter pill, because its the idea of \u200b\u200bfootball Guardiola puts into practice the enemy when he reports that Madrid is the first result and then the game, while the opposite happens in Barcelona. Who is dissatisfied with this team where no one shows when you lose sight of the fire, and passion for the triumph has been supplanted by a wide range of passions much more prosaic. Feeling that the relentless passing of time is more afraid of the wrong goal by the attacker (for the second one can always make up in the window of the winter transfer market for the first but there's nothing to do). That football has changed, because before a sporting director had a direct relationship with the player, and now instead is hard to disentangle the plethora of agents, attorneys, fathers, cousins, girlfriends, pr, that revolve around lawyers. Show that the company hides the paradoxical secret deal seamlessly with a character (Mourinho, Raul, Valdano itself) without getting to know him even remotely real.

remains the consolation of a sentence: When a reporter recently put two tape recorders in front of him before an interview, Valdano said: "Ah! The first is to record my words, the second to record my thoughts ". The next time you walk at night to Madrid need to remember to bring three recorders, one for your dreams. Has never met Jorge Valdano.

Letter I Am Currently Suffering From

Feed the goat! Derby Day

No, not the triangle, I've never seen, heard about the Bermuda Islands (ok it is wrong to call them that), I do not think the cursed and mysterious triangular stretch of ocean that many ships and has disappeared into thin air and I do not think even the tax haven, the villa of Silvio pantalonicini or when I hear the word I think Bermuda only and only to one thing, or rather to a person, Shaun Goater. The City has always exerted a magnetic appeal for me, that his sister be uncomfortable for a winning team and famous all over the world, that his genuine supporters, defiant, ironic ever envious of the fortunes of the red devils, those championships e quelle coppe vinti in bianco e nero,che ormai si ricordano solo grazie ad ingialliti ritagli di giornale gelosamente custoditi nei cassetti delle case dei supporters più anziani ,quel suo galleggiare a stento nell'elite del calcio inglese,contrapposta poi a chi arrogantemente ha sempre dominato in lungo e in largo per la perfida Albione. Andando a scuola immaginavo i miei pari età del City derisi dai "Loro" compagni in rosso,loro con quel merchandising indossato da orde di orientali o di coattelli di casa nostra ,"Loro"con quello sponsor sulla maglia importante e quei giocatori che sembravano usciti da una boy band alla Beckham. Ero solidale e tutte queste storie nella mia testa verranno in seguito confermate da Jimmy Grimble(non nego l'importanza tale of this movie in my conversion), with the splendid final scene, which fully embodies the spirit of the Citizens of the united front of the disgusting arrogance. The real spark that creates an everlasting love and unbreakable to these colors, snaps, however, as often happens, thanks to a match played on November 9th 2002. But I prefer to go in order. Hamilton, the capital of Bermuda is a small pearl-kissed Caribbean Sea, we speak of an earthly paradise as well as tax, the classic place with no cases of extreme poverty, in other words speak for themselves, if you are not forced, there is no reason to leave a place similar. If you are born footballer, the son of a football player you dream that can not be quello di arrivare a praticare questo sport al più alto livello possibile,specie se vivi e cresci dove il calcio può essere al massimo un divertente passatempo. Il giovane Shaun è ambizioso e parte così neanche maggiorenne per il New Jersey,ottenendo grazie al calcio una borsa di studio alla Columbia High University. Caso vuole che uno Scout dello United lo noti e lo ritenga degno di un provino in terra inglese. Deve averci visto davvero lungo l'osservatore visto che al Tempo Goater era ancora un regista e non una punta. Arrivato a Manchester,tuttavia non riuscirà mai ad arrivare in prima squadra. Nel 1989 Goater si trasferisce al Rotherham,un posto tanto distante e tanto diverso da Hamilton,il freddo la mancanza del sole e dell'oceano,Shaun tentenna,ma remains for seven years in Yorkshire. With the Millers scored more than 80 networks and earns an overlap of the most prestigious Bristol City. Two years of Bristol with a defeat to the playoffs and next season (which will culminate in the promotion) played leading up to March 26, 1998 date of its signing for Manchester City. In City played the last seven races of the season going to score 3 times but escaped relegation. Goater then back to Manchester skyblues bank in the hardest moments in the history of the company with the first (and last) in the third relegation British series (now League One .. The City was the first team to have won a European Cup to finish in a third national series.). The following year, the City and Goater (21 Seasonal networks) now find themselves playing the Championship to the rigors Gillinghamm in the final playoff . Shaun spent a year and is exceeded, the throws 29 times in the City and return to the Premier, June 21 in Bermuda is established the Shaun Goater Day Goat is now a national monument. The City that while they have already started plans for the new stadium, is bringing great things to Manchester Weah and Wanchope, Goater will have to wait more than two months to debut in the English top division, will close the season with 11 goals, top scorer his team, that's not enough to avoid another painful relegation. The following year Keegan arrives, fresh from his non- positiva esperienza come manager della nazionale di sua maestà ad euro 2000. Shaun l decide di entrare per sempre nella storia del City segnando 31 goal in una stagione,battendo il record di Francis Lee(uno degli eroi della coppa coppe conquistata al Prater) e regalando ai citizens l'immediato ritorno in Premier league. E siamo a quel famoso 9 Novembre 2002,è Sabato e a Maine Road va in scena il derby di Manchester numero 127. Non me la sarei persa per nulla al mondo,in religioso silenzio davanti al televisore,dopo anni passati a seguire il campionato dell'altra faccia di Manchester da tabellini trovati qua e la. Passano solo 4 minuti Anelka ruba palla,scambia con Goater che tira,Barthez non trattiene e sempre Nicolas Anelka appoggia in porta per il momentaneo advantage. The joy did not last even 3 minutes Solkjaer freezes the Maine Road, City seems to be the usual script ... but. On 26 minutes Gary Nevile (poster nerve United) complete with a captain's armband in the absence of Beckham, he falls asleep with the ball between his feet on the bottom line on the left side of the penalty area, Shaun Goater pounces like a hawk on the ball, wins, points to the door and Barthez is 2 to 1. They spend just five minutes into the second half Shaun finds himself alone in front of Barthez after action started with a throw from left of Israel Berkovic, Goater just touches it, a slight Scavetta (today spoon, spoon fact) that sits quietly behind Barthez is the goal number 100 with maglia citizens per Goater che portandosi l'indice al naso zittisce i sostenitori dei Red Devils, è il goal che dopo 13 anni restituisce il derby alla sponda celeste di Manchester ,è il goal dell'ultimo impressionante boato di uno stracolmo Maine Road. 13 anni ovvero dal 1989 che il City non riusciva a portare a casa la vittoria in una stracittadina,1989 l'anno dell'arrivo di Goater allo United. Questo non è il primo ricordo che ho del City,ma è sicuramente il ricordo più nitido ed emozionante,quella partita,quella vittoria,quel faccione bermudiano che sorride con quello spazio tra i denti mentre alle spalle si scatena la bolgia dei tifosi,mi ha fatto innamorare. In quella stagione Goater segnerà il goal più veloce Premier substitute for a player off the bench, it will take only nine seconds. Shaun will close the year with 7 goals to actively contributing to the ninth of Citizens (valid for a place in the UEFA Fair Play). mid-season number 10 had announced that he would leave Manchester, the last game of the season against Southampton Goater wearing the captain's armband will be his last appearance with the skyblues and will be the last game in history played at Maine Road that after 80 years of honorable and glorious career close its doors. That same year, Goater was awarded the title of member of the British Empire for his services in the field of sport. From that season onwards the City will begin its mutation, 4 years pass and the money will come Shinawatra of Thailand, then Sheikh Mansur. Shaun Goater after a couple of seasons at Reading, one in Coventry, Southend and one in the 2 to Bermuda Hogges (Team, which he founded) in 2008 has left the football. Today he is chairman of its Bermuda Hogges playing in Serie C American. The City of today is one of the world's top teams, coveted by the majority of players around the world with a powerful reminder of petrodollars, not a greater risk than the third series, moving the final play of the playoffs, today, his opponents called Chelsea, Arsenal, Liverpool and Port Vale and Gillingham, fighting for first place and win the derby is no longer a company. Those with £ 400,000 in 1998 now costs Goater not buy either the pool of reserves. All this was possible thanks to their promotion goal. Today, the Maine Road seems to have become a palace, Shaun Hamilton from his watching to the ocean probably still hear that roar absurd after the third goal and that chorus that shook the old Maine Road "Feed the Goat and he will score" , and then now you understand why he heard about Bermuda, the first thing that comes to my mind can not be that damn triangle, but the large face and infectious smile of Leonard Shaun "The Goat" Goater .

Split Hard Skin On Heels

Tomorrow (Sun, Jan 16) will see three of the biggest English derby games played, in a day which has been billed as the ultimate 'Super Sunday.'

Brummies like to think Birmingham is England's second city and they say that Aston Villa against Birmingham is the most important game in the calender.

In the North East, where the locals' love for foootball is as strong as the Geordie accent (for evidence think of Gazza's magical command of English), Sunderland host Newcastle and are hoping to make amends for the five nil drubbing the Magpies dished out to the Black Cats earlier in the season.

Over in Liverpool, in the port city which backs on to the Irish Sea in the west of the country, David Moyes' Everton will make the short walk across Stanley Park - a sort of grassy Scouse no mans land - from Goodison Park to Anfield. They are aiming to inflict a third straight defeat on Reds' folk hero Kenny Dalglish, who has been parachuted into the club's hot-seat following the untimely departure of Roy Hodgson.

Aside from the desperate need to win to grant their fans' bragging rights for the rest of the year, each club is experiencing a mini-crisis of its own.

Birmingham are one point off the relegation zone. Their boss Alex McLeish has just picked up the underperforming David Beckham-alike David Bentley from Spurs on a six-month loan deal and, from the same club, aging Irish striker Robbie Keane for £6 million.

Aston Villa are routed in the bottom three and in a transition period with new manager Gerard Houllier struggling to steady a ship still rocking after the departure of the best young British manager right now, Martin O'Neill.

On Wearside (Sunderland is on the River Wear) a minor miracle is happening. Former Manchester United striker Steve Bruce has only been in the job a couple of years but has taken the club to the brink of a European place and assembled a young, overperforming squad, helped in part by some clever loan deals, including Danny Welbeck from his old boss in Manchester, Alex Ferguson. Bruce is also getting the best out of the club's elder players such as Darren Bent and promoting local talent from the region such as dynamic midfielder Jordan Henderson.

Newcastle, on the other hand, are a club at the mercy of a ruthless owner: businessman Mike Ashley, who is the owner of Sports International. He is a man who made his money buying brands (namely high street sports shops) and turning their fortunes around. Try as he might, Ashley's shrewd business approach has so far not paid dividends at Newcastle United. He is mainly to blame.

He sacked one of the most promising young English managers only a few weeks a ago, Chris Hughton - despite the Londoner having turned the club into a solid top ten team - and replaced him with Alan Pardew, the former Charlton Athletic boss who, most recently, was sacked by Southampton for failing to take The Saints up to The Championship from the Division 1.

Yet is it in Merseyside (Liverpool is on the River Mersey) where things are really afoot. 20 years after he was last in charge at Anfield, when he won the old first Division (and Liverpool last won the title), Kenny Dalglish is back at the helm. He had visions of being Roy Hodgson's long-term replacement but after two games and two losses there is discontent behind the scenes.

Ironicallly, it was a dramatic 4-4 draw with Everton in the Merseyside derby in 1991 which spelt the end for the Scot last time. That game is remembered as one of the greatest derby matches ever played, because Tony Cottee scored two late goals to help Everton hold their rivals to a draw after extra-time in a fifth-round FA Cup replay at Goodison Park.

Pundits say the immense strain occasioned first by the Heysel disaster, which was compounded by the Hillsborough disaster a short while later, finally told on the man.
Characterised by kamikaze defending, Liverpool threw away a seemingly unassailable lead and, a few days later, in February 1991, the stress Dalglish had been internalising for far too long prompted his resignation.

The question on everyone's lips now is, with shear survival at stake, might the same happen again?

Watch the clip of Everton v Liverpool in 1991 - http:// www.youtube.com/watch?v=jt616hEtp38&feature=related - with Ian Rush, Peter Beardsley and Neville Southall, true greats 90s, and ask yourself: Was That the best derby ever played?

Baby Born Sms Greeting

alternative uses of an album Sandwiches

So, do not buy an album by various Panini time now, not because they think I'm too grown up, indeed, the album still has on me quite a charm and I do not deny that a part of me yearning to try to finish it (there have never failed! is that these are childhood traumas that can wake up the serial killer who is in you). Yes, unfortunately I remember when the figurines cost 300 pounds a packet (up to remind me 500 pounds), now I do not know the price (I assume disproportionate), also the distortion of the roses in the window market in January farebbe demordere il più incallito dei nerd calcistici(parlo della vecchia guardia). Non sono qua per fare amarcord parlando di album,quello è un qualcosa che lascio volentieri a Dionigi,capace di tirare fuori un post strappalacrime di tre pagine sulla capigliatura di Gianpietro Piovani in una figurina del 1996(inserendo peraltro nel post almeno una volta le parole Working Class e Albinoleffe),sono qua perché davanti allo stadio la scorsa partita distribuivano l'album 2010-2011,un buon pretesto per un post,già ma quale?. Potevo creare un altra stucchevole invettiva contro il calcio moderno, magari infilando qualche altro ex giocatore del Milan per far infervorare lo Zio e soprattutto parlare del Doria per far capire a Kalle che I learned my lesson (I'll wait for the pass to your first mistake ... obviously joking in both cases). None of this, I simply took the place of birth to form regional selections, why? For 3 good reasons, that is, I have a beloved (I leave to you the most appropriate word to be added) to do, I hate the neutral years between global and European demand that is filled with something (think of how nice a "World" of the region) and above all I am a anticchia sfranto what I heard about the most precious of the 150th anniversary of the unification of Italy, when we know that the only thing that keeps this country is LB, cream-to Salerno, via Milan, Rome, Sicily, Liguria, Basilicata, Marche and everything else. Be FLEXIBLE, training programs are not perfect, the modules may not like, let alone players, but I opened this post just to discuss it. Obviously, I took the liberty of placing several players like Perry and G. Rossi born outside the borders, or even leaving Balotelli in Sicily for the sake of staff (when he is more of Brescia Wuhrer). It is thus to explore the imagination and the class of Campania, Lombardy so full of players that was enough to set one more to complete the pink, with only external defense of Abruzzo, Marche country of attackers, Lazio complete in all parts of Tuscany, land of doormen, the difficulty to become athlete level in Basilicata and Calabria in which everyone wants to play in midfield. I could also include the various mysteries, but I avoided it with a lot of teams have been forced to a certain number of modules that could not adapt to the style of the hypothetical coach. This is obviously only of players from Serie A and B and the C would have probably finished all the roses, but would have failed my mental clarity. made this quick and fun premise LB alive! work! and freedom! (this was for Gegen)

COMPLETE CAMPANIA (4-3-3): Sorrentino, Abate, F. Cannavaro, P. Cannavaro, Criscito, Nocerino, Migliaccio, Maresca, Di Natale, Quagliarella, Borriello . to Format: Mirante, Grava, Molinaro, Foggia, Busch Palladino, Floro Flores.Altri: Iezzo, Belardi, S. Masiello, Lauro, Sardo, Banner, Vives, Schiattarella, Pagano, Lodi.

EMILIA-ROMAGNA (4-4-2): Sereni, Zaccardo, Ferrari, Gamberini, Santon, Brighi, Biondini, Cigarini, Munari, Toni, Inzaghi others: M. Rossi, Ceccarelli, Zoboli, AndreolliRivalta, Manfredini, Pulzetti, Siligardi, Casarini, Dessena Bombardini, Lovisa, D. Succi, Pozzi, Abbruscato

LAZIO (4-4-2): Amelia, Moretti, Nesta, Bonucci, De Silvestri, Pepe, De Rossi, Aquilani Cerci, Totti, Di Vaio to disp: Curci, Ogbonna, Portanova, Palombo, Candreva, Tiribocchi, Macheda.Altri: Terlizzi, Bovo M. Pisano, Rosi, Domizzi, D'Alessandro, Conti, Marchionni, Blasi, Liverani, Galloppa Greek, Finzi, Crow, The Michael Moscardelli. LOMBARDY (4-3-1-2): Abbiati, Dossena, Biava, Bonera, Drawers, Mauri, Montolivo, Brocchi, Pirlo, Caracciolo, Matri.A available: Castellazzi, Zambrotta, Natali, Lazzari, Guana, Paloschi , White. Other: Antonioli, Pelizzoli, Agazzi, Frying Pan, Arcari, Bega, ZambelliDallamano, Canini, Astori, Perico, Motta, Santacroce, Antonini, Antonelli, Lucchini, Mutarelli, BudelPinardi, Word, Gobbi. PIEDMONT (4-2-3-1): Squizz, Cassani, Ariaudo, Hunter, Balzaretti, Marchisio, Milanetto, Semioli, Giovinco, Lanzafame, GIlardino.Altri: Mantovani, Pasquale, ComottoGasbarroni, Acquafresca, Maccarone. PUGLIA (4-3-3): Narciso, Morley, Materazzi, Legrottaglie, Power, Patience, G. Colucci, Delvecchio, Miccoli, Cassano, Amoruso.A available: D'Addario, A. Esposito, Camisa, Mesto, L. Colucci, Iunco, Ventola.Altri: Abruzzese, Anaclerio, Della Rocca, Moro, Coach, Caputo, Vantaggiato SICILY (3-4-3 ):------, Perna, Rinaudo, Lisuzzo, German , Sciacca, Ciaramitaro, D'Agostino, Mascara, Balotelli, Calaio.Altri: Aronica, Accardi, Parisi, Mazzotta, Scurto, Rizzo, Tripoli, Misuraca, Foti. TUSCANY (4-3-1-2): Buffon, Agostini, Chiellini, Barzagli, A. Masiello, Biagianti, M. Rossi, Bentivoglio, Diamonds, Pazzini, Mastronunzio. Facilities: Storari (Viviano) Daines, Pieri, Mannini, Zanetti C. Lucarelli, Giaccherini. Other: Berni, Vivian, A. Lucarelli, Coda, Word, Marianini, R. Taddei, Corals, Dumitru, Corradi. VENETO (4-3-3): Marchetti, Pasqual, Gastaldello, Malaga, May, Poli, Donadel, magpies, Del Piero, Masiello, Rocchi. Other: Campagnolo, Shoes, Benussi, Giuliatto, Rubin, Biasi, L. Rigoni, N, Rigoni, Volpato. CALABRIA (3-4-1-2): Garner, Modesto, Cosenza, Bellusci, Belmonte, Gattuso, Morrone, Perrotta, Rosina, Iaquinta, Floccari. Other: Soon, Caserta, Ceravolo, Castile, Giampà, Missiroli, Barilla, Viola, Pellicori, Cacia, Sculli. LE OTHER ABRUZZO-Goalkeepers: De Sanctis-Defense: Del Grosso, Grosso, Oddo, Zanon, Ciofani, Micolucci-Midfielders: Veratti Luisi, Di Matteo, Agomeri Antonelli, Di Donato, Samson-Forwards: G. Rossi? MOLISE-Forwards: Antenucci, G. Rossi? BASILICATA-Defenders: Josiah, Saturday. VALLE D'AOSTA: De Ceglie, Fusani (CEN), Pellissier. UMBRIA: Lupatelli. Defenders: Frog, Petterini, Catacchini. Midfielders: Baio, Happy, Manganelli, Testini. Forwards: Okaka, Campagnacci, Trademarks. Trentino South Tyrol: Orlandoni-Midfielders: Laner, Scavone.Attaccanti-De Gasperi. SARDINIA: Sirigu, Pinna.Francesco Pisano (dif). Midfielders: Cossu, Guberti, Coconut, Bread. Ragatzu (att) MARCHE-Defenders: Paci, Mei.Centrocampisti: Ambrosini, Piangerelli, Bonaventure, Giorgi, De Falco, Marques. Forwards: Possanzini, Right, Marilungo, Paponi, Bucchi, Paolucci. LIGURIA-Goalkeepers: Bass, Puggioni. Defenders: Iorio White Cottafavi. Midfielders: Marcolini, Del Nero, Vergassola, F. Moretti, Bass. Lizzari (att) FRIULI-Goalkeepers: Tomasig-Defenders: Calderoni, Cristante. Midfielders: Padoin, Donati, Mattielig, Scozzarella. Forwards: Simone Motta, Noselli, Godeas, Gerardi.

Backup Dragon Age Save Game

The group of regrets

(The "Pro League" wants his ball)

Mario Macalli Don Rodrigo is a kind of football. A gentleman Lumbard with his little fiefdom, Series C, which changed its name (Italian Professional Football League, "for all" Pro League ") and is preparing to make radical changes (in a few years you should go back to C with 'was in the 60s: a single category and three rounds). I personally thank him for denying me and many fans of the group B Salernitana, given the "serious dangers of public policy which could intervene in putting together all the bells society." Not to mention the grenade, there will be time, and even public policy: Let's go instead to a group that seemed to stump the eve and instead is proving to be exciting and full of stories.

from the three Tuscan, exiled by the accountant in south central: Lucca, Pisa and Viareggio. The first two names certainly recall the most famous stories of football, while the white-black training grants us only through a combination of the famous tournament. The coat of arms, however just a fact and it is the Viareggio to be the best. On the edge of the umbrella of Versilia offers a good model of football as coach Giuseppe Science, coach-revelation last year in Legnano, in the field of so many young hopefuls in the past that stage "All My Children" had trod with their Spring teams. Removing Marolda, the bomber crew, and vials leader of one of the rear guard of the tournament less traveled, the average age of the rose-no more than 23 years. The two most famous neighbors do not fare well: the daughters of recent failures have come to rely, perhaps too much enough, the same roses that last season had triumphed in C2 (Lucchese) and D (Pisa). The Rossoneri, returned with the panther and the name "Libertas," cling to the salvation thanks to goals from Marotta (9 of 21 on team) and the gearbox on the bench has not had much effect. Under the leaning tower instead of another striker, Marco Carparelli the evergreen is not enough. Here, too, has paid the coach, Stefano Cuoghi driven, but few benefits. Yet there is a Tuscan smiles Piero Braglia, another that the third series knows it well. Juve Stabia gravity in his play-off zone, officially thought to save himself but could grow very different ambitions. Along with wasps in the standings, there is another great little history: The launch, in fact, the Virtus Lanciano. Before understanding must start from the love story between a player and his president, we are not at the levels of Speroni and Mrs. Cranberry (forgive the quote). First Manuel Turks and Valerie Davis are happily married, in secundis do their job well: Turkey is an honest striker, Valentina Maio instead puts the money and does not throw as many of his colleagues. The launch is a bunch of people who made the tour of Italy and has run found in Abruzzo orders Camplone and a seemingly easy game: team short-go and very solid defensively. Results? Fourth place and second-best defense, by removing the 5-3 Foggia to the Master's only 13 goals scored and 12 conceded.

all? It was so easy I should not complain, after playing against Alessandria, Pavia and bass is not so bad. The B group is especially so many old rivalry is just starting to make the honors of war Nocerina, absolute master of this first part of the season. The project set up in summer by Citarella era di quelli parecchio ambiziosi, si era parlato perfino del ritorno di Siviglia nella sua Nocera. I risultati gli stanno dando ragione: i molossi volano grazie all'assetto offensivo di Auteri, un 3-4-3 dove il tridente Catania-Castaldo-Negro recita il ruolo principale (22 gol su 31) in una squadra che senza nomi di grido gioca un ottimo calcio. Lasciando un attimo da parte il Foggia passo dal rosso-nero al rosso-blu, buttandomi sulle due grandi incognite di questo campionato: Taranto e Cosenza. Due squadre che per investimenti economici e desideri del pubblico potrebbero essere in altri punti della classifica, forse in altre categorie. Il blasone, tuttavia, non basta: il Cosenza, assorbito il trauma del fallimento del 2003, centrò due promozioni consecutive (2007-2008 in D, 2008-2009 in C2) killing championships. It was hoped that the C1 slip away like this and the arrival of Stefano Fiore seemed the best guarantee. Let me be clear, the former Parma and Lazio midfielder is offering remnants of good football at San Vito "she preaches in the desert environment too vibrant, big-name of a rose but never curdled in a certain order tactician, a companies often confused with the ideas. The Taranto frequents the third letter of the alphabet more than ten years, moving between big dreams and always failing Economic assault on B (two play-off final he lost!). I have never missed entrepreneurs willing to put money: it is not always a project long-term, those that allow you to do 31. With a strong pink, sooner or later you need something to celebrate the 30th but so far no one has ever seen on the lawn of the stadium "Erasmo Iacovone. It remains to mention the caves, left to its fate by the couple Della-Monica Farina in July and saved from the square. Saving with a handicap of 6 points, this despite the eagles can be saved and have three good reasons: the tenacity of a footballing city that will not die, the body which is not to be thrown away and Camillo Ciano. Already 10 goals for the urchin terrible the nursery of Naples sent C to mature along with Lorenzo Illustrious, the latter author of eight goals in Foggia.

conclude this series down in Sicily, with two very different stories. Gela and Syracuse are living two leagues mirror: when one goes well, the other struggling. The aretusea, led to the bench by Ugolini, are experiencing a magical moment. Even team built here with little money and just 2:00 to 3:00 those familiar names where needed but the results are rewarding the company: a play-off step and the satisfaction of being the only format to have beaten the Nocerina. Gela the other hand, had impressed in the first part of the season, arriving on the threshold of the first places, then the collapse, from the 10th day a single success, against Pisa. Nicola Provence that can suffer the negative influence in your city? From Salerno is also possible.

E 'championship so beautiful that you can not speak for everyone, I had to miss some training in his interesting recent developments but confess having affixed a seal by: Atletico Rome. Something totally away from my idea of \u200b\u200bfootball, a bit 'weird and a little' fixed by the Italian province. I hope that the usurper of the Lodi (he has no right to appropriate a great football story) should not be in B. Coming from C2, buy right and missing even in dreaming big but without fans and without a history, not even a life spent among amateurs and clay. Directly to the C and the Flaminio. What future can have a team without many years of passion behind? Nobody in a football game where the fans and the rivalries are a value, where the adversary more difficult is a curve that fills you with whistles just touches the ball. And 'most beautiful face a team that plays in twelve.

PS Monday evening, "San Francisco", Nocerina-Benevento. Not bad as "Monday Night".

White Creaming Pregnant

elegance before the fall of the wall

I'll be back on the GDR more generally of the two Germanies, because I'm reading two wonderful monologues Brussig Thomas, writer and intellectual of the ball in Berlin, which we deserve some reflection. On the day when Leo Messi, still kid, won his second consecutive gold ball, and I would say that there is little to say, in the sense that he is without doubt the strongest in the world, but the recognition he deserved Xavi ( seems a paradox but it is only a subtle nuance), but we survived a big fool of the most favored, Iniesta (a sample too, maybe you will win in the future, in fact I wish him, but this year its not, can not do with a decisive goal in the World Cup I will not say to win this award, a) because premium private they can give to those who want it, b), however, is not worth anything because it is a premium modern football, c) to say, is the Italian representative Roberto Beccantini, or at least it was, I do not know if it still is, in short, its exponent a kick that is not ours, I said can not do with a decisive goal in the World Cup to be considered the strongest in the world that year, otherwise the poor Fabio Grosso, current stock of De Ceglie, would have the right to sue by honors), I had an epiphany, probably someone has already had before me, I do not know and do not care, lighting on the Golden Ball longer contested the last two decades, the one delivered in hands of Matthias Sammer. A character and a ball of gold that I have always valued. At one point in his monologue to become men (Publisher 66thand2nd ), Thomas Brussig, or rather, the old coach who is the protagonist, speaking of the victory of Denmark at Euro '92, says: "What he managed to put on the team and winning the European Championships. In the final they beat Germany two to zero. Oh well, Sammer was, but basically it was West Germany. "Here, the Golden Ball '96 is everything to me in that Oh well, there was Sammer, the only talent recruited the DDR in the first shipment of genuine united Germany (and Italy was played there were still 90 stones that crumbled from the wall ...). That golden ball has no footballing reasons (Sammer was not the strongest of his generation free and even its year, at the liberal do not win the Golden Ball because they do not free T-shirts and then sell the company did not push for him to win that prize), but only a political, symbolic, historic. Sammer is the emblem of the European will, even before tedesca, di far riunire le due Germanie, di far riappacificare i due popoli, di far avvicinare i due mondi. Sammer è l'obolo che l'occidente versa nelle mani dell'est per voltare pagina. Come dire, uno dell'est dovevano pur portarlo in quella Germania (ovest), altrimenti che Germania riunita era? Scrive ancora Brussig: "Nel novanta, ancora una volta i nostri non ce l'hanno fatta. La Germania Ovest diventava campione del mondo. Con Beckmbauer allenatore. Lui diceva che, dopo i mondiali, i tedeschi, rinforzati dai giocatori dell'Est, sarebbero stati imbattibili per anni. Si vede che non aveva la minima idea di chi si prendeva in casa". E' vero, probabilmente Sammer non valeva un Beckembauer e neanche un Berthold o un Kohler; e sì, probably was not even worth a Sparwasser, his compatriot who twenty years ago with a goal at the World Cup defeat those beyond the wall and gave him the greatest joy in his generation. But Sammer was well worth the history of this continent, and I am happy that for once the mere economic interests of the ball, the ball (against their will) of Messi and Ronaldo, Ronaldinho and Iniesta of you are bent under the evil laced shoes a boy of Dresden (in spite of himself) has found that behind the wall there was no one stronger than him.

Is My Ankle Broken Symptoms

Ballon d'Or short hymn to the Teletext

damned pages are not updated ever ...

Before it's too late just for the memories, I wanted to spend five minutes of my drab existence to weave a hymn to a thing (I can not think of another way to describe it) that scored for many years, my days and my relationship with football: RAI teletext. If it is hard to believe that there are guys who will never pay the football field with five thousand pounds (aho rega ASR field? "A shield"), for the simple fact that the bill greenish have never hand-held, if it is even more incredible to think that those same kids will never see the players of your favorite team take the field with the numbers 1 through 11, but have had to put up with the number 10 goalkeepers peeled and ignoble striker with 2 or 3, the maximum is unbelievable for me to think that this unfortunate generation that follows me will never learn to crave, with all his might and even at the cost of letting the fire burn the coffee so as not to distract, you refresh the screen with the Teletext page 229, new news. The very short of the Teletext were my sentimental education football information. Any break from the studio, maybe in a row and the other greek version (so I also understand that I have studies to back solids), was consecrated the pagan ritual of page 229: When I was reading in the upper right 1 / 3 after the last time we had arrived only at the 2 / 2, a strange and overwhelming excitement led me to wonder what amazing news editors had put Teletext Football hands, perhaps with Middlesbrough Mendieta was injured, maybe he would accept the offer of Caracciolo Palermo, Mallorca perhaps lost in the Copa del Rey. All this has been lost, because today's Internet with its pages in real-time, there SkySport24 that drags on the bottom of the screen news one hundred thousand per second, all the same, there are mobile phones that will connect with the world. Above all, the ritual of waiting has been lost, because there is no need to wait minutes or hours before the pages are updated, as today all pages are always updated. But the charm, mystery and excitement of knowing what it contains that page 3 / 3 that was not there before were not replaced by anything or anyone.

My other gripe is that no longer follows the live games on Teletext. I refer of course to pages 221 and following. Screenshots wonderful, even in terms of color, with yellow ones and red ones, blue ones and those green stars. Perfect to accompany the commentary on the radio, like a good full-bodied red wine should not be missing next roast with potatoes. In thin silence of those names carved into the column could imagine lots memorable, exciting action, played by star players. Here, I found the screen (which I remember perfectly to have seen that game on Teletext, and then the goal at the near post after Caracciolo, in the high-lights), the long name Parravicini, replaced by Guana, it looks like a dam in the middle of the field that has thwarted the attacks of the Hammers. Reo-Cocker warned that makes us imagine a large wood-cut that's filled with fouls sguizzanti rosanero attackers. But above all, even there, that 2 / 2 in the upper right holds all my heart in my throat, waiting for the opening of the first screen, which contains the synthetic comment of the game. Synthetic yes, but also witty, because the prose of teletext was essential, but cool as a glass of water. That glass of water, which, unfortunately, do not drink anymore.

Honor at Teletext then, and all the veterans of analogue television. In both should dedicate a monument outside the headquarters of RAI Saxa Rubra, not to forget.