Maggio2007 23. Another date to be engraved in history. My speech on this blog is late and maybe I could be considered a coward just because I write today in the aftermath of a great triumph. But it is not. My thoughts go well beyond the triumphs that can not only do nothing but confirm my idea.
Last night was consumed by revenge beautiful sport, worthy of the best writer. I still have to kick very little to ask. I have seen cycles of Milan stars, from Sacchi, Capello and now through to Carletto. I had the pleasure of falling in love with a team thanks to goals Swan of Utrecht, Netherlands I saw the three, the defense's strongest world and of history, I was entranced by the finesse and class of Zorro Boban, even now my favorite. Now we admire Kaka and Pirlo, Gattuso and Nesta. I enjoyed the goal from Sheva, and I felt betrayed when he left in the depths of fucking excuses. Milan is not a behavior, it is not more worthy.
I saw the mock Inter Milan and climb onto the roof of Europe by beating hated that dear old lady in that May 28, 2003 that I still remember being one of the best days of my life. We lost
mocked by the French in 2000, but the revenge, as last night, is a dish best served cold has a completely different taste ... ... July 9, 2006 Italy world champion. French and German at home!
These are lines from a Milan player, but now I want to speak Italian proud of it.
When one travels the world realizes that Italy is the joke par excellence. Give us all the Mafia and perhaps also why. We are the most crafty and do not ever want to end up being.
But we're also a nation that boasts undisputed champion in each discipline, we live each event with a transport that has no equal. They tried to massacre them, to try to go down with slanderous accusations. He that is without sin cast the first stone! Do not tell me that in England or France, these things do not happen to you ...
Calciopoli window closes like a clam, Italy and won the championship.
penalize Milan and AC Milan won the Champion building on the preliminary humiliating England football of easy money and the most elegant (in the name of fair play remember how it was booed at Old Trafford ... Gattuso).
The Sun in the aftermath of the 7 to 1 Man United to Rome headline: "Here's the real value of the Italian Serie A". Today, May 24, 2007 after three semi-finalists England I would say: "Is that all?".
The Rome wore a football for years has not been seen around Europe, so my hat. Inter, triumphed in Italy as a steamroller (17vittorie row is a record difficult to beat), and then my hat. Juve has been rebuilt from the ground up, from its original value and its captain, now slowly is regaining credibility and sympathy, perhaps the most difficult championship in its history. So my hat.
Milan have towering in Europe shows the most successful team in the last twenty years. Chapeau. Why
yesterday when Paolo Maldini lifted the cup my eyes were shiny. Were shiny because I remember that kid with the jersey number 7 running on the fields of Italy in those magical nights. I am reminded of the Prince, Toto and the confirmation of the star par excellence, Roby Baggio. And I see a child who was dazzled by this beautiful game, capable of giving emotions, joys and disappointments, and that still accompanies my life since then.
When I had the luck, to 11 years to go to Milanello to see my samples at the sight of Captain (and it was not yet at the time the captain was Franz), I was choking the breath in my throat. I could not say anything except "you're my favorite sample!". Well, Maldini will say goodbye soon (Kudos to you, Captain.) Baggio is no more, no more watching TV on Sunday evening to see the usual penalty to give Juve. Will no longer be as it once was.
But football has to start here: the triumphs Italy and the froth of our teams play to the values \u200b\u200bpassed down from our samples, the real ones, which, unfortunately, belong to the past.
The Twilight of the Italian AC Milan: Bow down people and get out your hat off to this great Italy. We will be there forever and not give up. Never. We are the champions, in less than a year, the world and Europe. And now to bed ... go away.
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