Monday, September 24, 2007

35th Bithday Invitation

EU-27 The Lady is Naked

poor lady. I read today that the greatly celebrated pareggino Olimpico Juventus snatched yesterday. There was understandably great anticipation to see the ex-nobleman of Italy kick in a challenge of the summit. And, free of past efforts, the Bianconeri, although with different accents, are now accredited in the newspapers of the characteristics of team capable of challenging for the title.
I believe that yesterday's game has shown that instead mercilessly Juventus is still intended several years of Purgatory. Even if the Bianconeri had won (I wonder how it would go if they had scored the penalty) in the presence of a Rome wonderful and increasingly cicada, is the feeling that I was the same: the championship is not a competition where you can thinking to excel, relying on the strongest goalkeeper in the world and capitalize on the very little that you can create.
I would be surprised if this team managed to qualify in the top four: Fiorentina, Lazio and Palermo (in spite of the dual commitment)-in my opinion - will eventually get ahead. The reason is obvious: this year's market was not very happy. With the exception Iaquinta, new purchases, if they play, are not convincing. Most often sit on the bench. Leaving Buffon (for which it should make a speech in itself: it is the best in the world and that's it), the best players Juventus are the old guard, who, however, are inevitably withering. Nedved, the thirty-fifth spring, now can not have more tremendismo racing that made him unique among players with technique, while Del Piero has been for years now in search of himself and his continued to affirm their status of (now former) prodigious sample that does make it more tender than unpleasant. Remain Camoranesi and Trezeguet. The first is injured. The second is a remarkable confirmation sniper, but is a player who, to hurt, a team that needs him to produce scoring chances. But today, there is behind the Franco-Argentine, this team? And most importantly, it will be better than the year to come? I do not think so and I think next summer will be even more difficult to retain him, Buffon and Camoranesi (the last of the strong prey on the raid that was Juventus).
To rebuild a team at the money that it would not exist. And many of the little money they will go to extend the contract to a player's flag, which, in my humble opinion, is ready for the managerial career. The horizon Juve is shared by Chiellini, by Palladino, Nocerino from: young people, Italians, eager to assert itself in need of growing up under expert guidance and capable. There are many black and white home-grown players who are now in the province to gain experience. To include some of these (Giovinco, Marchisio) and give them confidence should be the next challenge for the market. Practically, the project of Fiorentina (Pazzini, Montolivo, Donadel, Pasqual, Semioli, Kuzmanovic, Gamberini), but began three years ago and relies on a patron more generous and willing to invest.
Juve should give himself five years to return to the level of the best (there are no shortcuts), thanks the maturation of the excellent young people who have. To retain and complete the pink with some graft quality, the only rational solution, pace of the fans would give up to accommodate the slow, inexorable decline of the very expensive senators to Lyon Trezeguet, Nedved and Del Piero in Arabia (with the 'the bird below) teaming up with the fonato Beckham in the U.S.. So, just to give you some hints on the market out.
We can understand that for the white fans adjust to this new reality can be difficult. But if I were them, I'd be happy to go that way. The alternative, in fact, is promising to sell the gems to keep even the old (but now unmotivated) samples. Already this summer I do not know how many - but they were many - England million were rejected because of Chiellini. Juventus will be able not to give the leadership to new temptations? If not, then, is struggle to get into the top four places. Uefa already - I think - would end up being a mirage.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Cluster Of Blisters On Hip

Shock Pink

I'm a nostalgic. Indeed, to say better (if not, it sounds a bit 'pathetic), I recall with pleasure the good times. In short, I have a good relationship with what I experienced. Time is a layer of sugar that sweetens things even less beautiful.
When we played football, I and my fellow we sided with the school uniform un'improbabilissima pink pig. It was our hallmark, almost a sneer against opponents who, in our intent, in addition to the pain of defeat would have had to suffer the humiliation of being well beaten by a team dressed in this terrible manner.
Yesterday, more than fifteen years after the last game, we went back to camp. Same form, same actors. Of necessity, the same currency. The question arises to recover it. Who knows where it is. So, let's see: in my house I took, so it must be by force of my home.

- "Hello Mum, guess what '? Football game tonight with my old classmates. I need a uniform pink, one that was in the third drawer on the right in the closet. I pull it out to take that step? "

awkward silence -" Um ... yes ... I'll call you. "

I do not recall. After a while, 'I call you back:

- "Did you find her?"
Silence
- "You are looking for, at least?"
- "Um ... yes ... the fact is that when you're gone, no, you know ... then the grandparents, we have emptied their house, there was all this slaughter and, in short, here .. .. I had the boxes with your stuff to make room. But I had it written on the box 'soccer uniforms' . "
-" Ah. And what is it now in my drawers? "
-" Nothing. There is nothing now. You know, right? One then has not the time to fix everything. "
-" Ah. It Okay. But where is the box? "
-" And I do not know, can not find it. "
-" Do you know where is it? "
-" Yes, that is ... should be ... now we look, but still ... I had put on the mezzanine, then I do not know what happened. "
-" How did it end? Walking alone? "
Silence, even embarrassed
- "Okay, hello mum."

millenovecentoottantacinque was the year when, on the occasion of the move from old to the new house, my mom and my grandmother packing all my stuff.
Among other things, I had almost 700 figures of Mickey Mouse. The oldest was 1956. Before we lived above Maraldi, the library. I had collected for five years, from 7 to 12.
We tried for months in the basement of the new house. Without success. Every so often, I came to ask my mom where they were. Regularly, I replied: "It will be in the cellar." And I went down again to look for them.
Three years later confessed that they had thrown. I was already 15 years. I cried. Anger. You see

that my mom has a good relationship with its past.