Today I am a bit sad, our national football team emerged from the world ... without going to the bottom of it, I think it's sad for everyone. Of course, not the end of the world, and there are far more serious problems to think about ... but if we think about it, football, National in particular, is a high moment of unity ... a people stop, they fall even political differences, cultural, social, 90 minutes of "frenzy" all or almost all (there is always someone out from the crowd) glued to the TV by themselves, family, small or large groups, large screens in public squares, the Italian colors standing out everywhere. ... when a colorful, beautiful strong cohesion, I would say of brotherhood (and here I wonder why it is not for other things, perhaps, even certainly more important: human mysteries) ...
Here, these events make me think, I do understand that basically the concept of belonging is important, it is vital for a people.
pity that what is revealed only a "trivial game of football.
can not always win .... but when you win it's great.
In this regard, let me share with you a prose text which I wrote in 2006 ... after MAGICAL NIGHT OF BERLIN.
THAT OUR HEART BIG BLUE!
Their face of an eagle with blue eyes close together, lit by the glare of the victory of the group, will remain imprinted in human history playful, organic, rational, faber, man in a word "human." How much trepidation that evening of July 9 2006, it is then that I also felt proud to be Italian tricolor with the silhouetted in the sky, in the heart. Do not believe it, we were world champions, after 24 long years, now soared majestically from the roof of our blue world of football: Do not believe it ... .. Fabio Grosso who cried as he gave us the final goal with his beautiful, becoming a symbol of the effort that turns into virtù.Una ride began June 12, our national team, my, what follows always ... ... .. game after game of the dream is getting closer, past the first round, I take my flags and carpeting the terrace, we are in the quarter .... The guys are gassed, come into, a wonderful group, we can do it ... the 4th of July ... remember? The "game of games," perhaps the most terrible and painful end .......... Italy-Germany , the going gets tough and it was now! Easy to talk about it now that it's past history, we are the masters of the game, the hosts are holding firm and we are still suffering. But we can not lose this challenge that goes beyond the desire of the title: the Germans have scoffed the day before, addressing "poison dwarf" Rino Gattuso, Ring the gladiator who has always been able to unleash hell on the pitch with his determination for men South, the angel Calabrian modest, worthy and valuable, big among the majors, with those tested ridiculous ......... boycotted our products, have written "not to eat pizza," coach Lippi lapidary "worse for them." The Germans continue with the headline: "Goodbye, Pizza!" "Hello, beautiful!", addressed to the beautiful wives and girlfriends of ours! Our compatriots in Germany are working their fingers crossed "these guys here will put us on the cross for months and then" force, we must do it. And we did. In the end I have sung the blues to win. "Hello, beautiful!", the Germans playing passionate, beautiful, sweaty, beloved, the best ever! 'MAGNAT is pizz' "now enjoy 'is pizza." At the corner, the German rejected the defense is prone to Pirlo at the edge of the area that serves Grosso: dream, goal ... is to the left of 14 'of the second overtime, when our Buffon already thought and felt the rigors grow Mixed anxiety to the weight of great responsibility. "Fabio Grosso! Fabio Grosso! My God .. My God .. Fabio! Fabio! Fabio Grosso, "cried softening its immense power Civoli on Rai Uno infinitely thrilling ... how we cheered! And then he, some not even realize it, but Del Piero leads us with a confidence overwhelming in the final against France's Zinedine Zidane scored in the 16 'with his right to ride! It unleashes the wrath of God: funeral specifically adapted to the now vanished Germany superb and vainglorious, cars garlanded with tricolor flags, ribbons, or even painting, screaming, champagne baths, choirs, until 3 am almost anywhere! Obviously, a good pizza! The dream continues, is on the road to reality: it is final, guys! National - Entertainment: The fourth star is near! But France is hard. Do not worry: the film of the lions blue with the dedication of Zambrotta, Grosso's scream, the rock of the defense with Captain Cannavaro, better world, second only to Zizou, beautiful and vigorous boy of Loggetta that ball boy with Ciro Caruso obtained at the San Paolo, yet bad boy with a passion for football, shorts idol of all Neapolitans, Maradona, and even despair of De Rossi, the foul Materazzi gives a penalty to France and then the ransom with the goal to 19 'pt, the sign of Totti, the determination of Gattuso, his tears, his audacity, the brain of Pirlo, the invincibility of Buffon, Camoranesi of the tail, the contribution of all players in blue, and the value , the attitude, prudence and indifference of those who decided to go his way, that of victory, pride and conviction of Marcello Lippi. And then he, Zizou macchiatosi in Berlin with that shot forbidden, very bad figure for a sample of that gauge front of her class exciting, to know who comes from below and then fly high! Nothing to do on the pitch. This we play the final on penalties! Anxiety salt, is an understandable confusion, there is already who covers his eyes, you do not have the strength to look, some standing, some sitting with his hands in his hair ... out ... you hear a gasp, silence reigns indefinable ... ... Begin Italy: Pirlo and beat segna.L 'cry: E' Goal, a good start. Then there Wiltord: he made no mistake. Even Italy: Materazzi scores with a left rasoterra.Forza boys, blue force, we can dream. Trezeguet on the diskette, he, here again the Frenchman winning smile that took away from the European dream, (r) takes over the crossbar, the ball bounces on the ground but is out. Rises an impressive roar of joy. It looks like the "revenge" error Di Biagio in '98. It's up to De Rossi, blond force, do not give up, does not give great confidence in and score. Abidal on the diskette: marks left coldly. Del Piero goes to the floppy: long run and scored. Pinturicchio has done his duty. Sagnol for France is the fifth of French football and the quarterback is not wrong. The decisive penalty for the blues is to Grosso, the decisive revelation of the blue team. And signs: ITALY IS WORLD CHAMPION FOR THE FOURTH VOLTA.Nessuno may remove those magic moments, not "defeat" (like that of Italy Slovakia yesterday. unfortunately) will never change our BLUE BIG HEART!
July, 2006 WILL FOREVER OF BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES.
Each of us will remember where it was, with whom, what was at that time.
PSChiedo apologize for the unusual theme!
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