Es regnet in Torino.

Sep 16, 2009 13:58

I had an uneasy feeling watching Juve-Bordeaux game (did i spell it right? the French are totally immoral with their spelling rules)
I wanted Mom to watch it with me, i told her i was scared
I later realised why. I must have felt the result again.

Special mentions:
1. Gigi Buffon. È sempre il numero uno. Thank you, dear - for the gorgeous saves like the ones i once fell in love with. You are the best in the world.
2. Seba Giovinco. I wish you had a bit more luck today. Loved your energy though.
3. Fabio Grosso Il Fabio. The free kick, the first one, was splendid - i wish it ended up with a goal, it would have been a masterpiece. The one who ran the longest distance - and you could see it without looking up the statistics. Great, great, great.
4. Vincenzo iaquinta. I understand - 9 is the lucky number in champions league, right?)) i wouldn't be surprised if you are our CL top-scorer this year, dear. thank you for the amazing beauty of this goal - Juve's 602th goal in european tournaments was almost quite as beautiful as the 600th - and it was scored by this awesome man too :)
5. Martin Caceres. Pretty damn good in the first half, honestly. However, I believe he plays better as a right defender then the central one - when he replaced Cannavaro, he was a bit more happy-go-lucky. The good thing is that he had the world's best goalkeeper behind him :)
6. and Fabio Cannavaro. I guess i have forgiven you, fabio. Forgiven but not forgotten - i'll never forget the way you left us, but neither will i forget the capitain of the team who won FIFA World Cup on July 9, 2006. You made me happy not just that day, but also throughout the whole championship, and you rocked then, and i was happy to see the two Fabios being splendid now quite as much was 3 years ago. Plus the terrific assist that led to Iaquinta's goal - not bad for a man who turned 36 on Sunday ;)

I want to praise tutti gli bianconeri for the most of the second half. for being themselves. for the counter-attacks that take my breath away and that i have always loved so much, for the lovely defence and the enthusiastic attacking, for making me smile, and if i did not yell from joy on the 63th minute of the game it was solely for fear of waking up Mom who went to bed early.

aber es regnet in Torino
and my worst fears came to life: we score a most beautiful goal and concede one that is off-side.
i think it was obvious. everybody was the offside. i wanted to kill somebody. one man on the pitch with the yellow checked flag.

and there was this moment, when Marchisio hit the post, and he sat down on the pitch, and absolutely simultaneously i sat down like that too on the floor, and we were looking into each other's sad eyes. HE didn't see me, of course, he couldn't, but i was his copy at that moment, and i was hitting the floor with my fist like Ciro was hitting the roof of his bench.

und es regnet in Torino.......


caceres, ferrara, soccer, giovinco, iaquinta, cannavaro, life, marchisio, grosso, juventus

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