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bomber's escape and the charm of the alien

of DOMENICO Fabbricini

fleeing the bomber from Italy. The country is world champion in office, the country which, they say, expresses the most beautiful football in the world and would like to hire the best players in the world, sees his best gunners flee, probably attracted to (indeed, almost certainly) millions by the sirens of nations more attractive, but not so much when you consider that Cristiano Lucarelli, Livorno with 20 goals this year, he went to play in Ukraine (mind you, not in Spain or to England, but in Ukraine), Shakhtar in Donetsk. Of course, the 8 million euro offer for a 32 year-old striker is now made to the President Spinelli throat.

throat as did the 3 million per season offered amaranth former captain, who last year has already turned down an engagement by one million per season to stay in Livorno. Mercenary was called by the kindest of his supporters after his escape in Ukraine, but maybe it's just emblematic of a phenomenon on which we must consider.
Lucarelli, in fact, is not the only striker to leave Italy, considering the port's Luca Toni (16 goals in Florence) to Bayer Monaco, Giuseppe Rossi (9 goals in a group) to Manchester United ( although it could return to Italy) and Rolando Bianchi (18 goals with Reggina) to Manchester City. If we consider the escape of De Sanctis, goalkeeper who has terminated the contract with Udinese to escape to Spain in Seville, one wonders: what's going to Italy? From a high AC Milan tries to convince the various Eto'o, Ronaldinho, Drogba to wear the red and black jacket, the other just turn your back to see those who were already in Italy to run away. What's happening? It 's true that the Italian league is more and more "poor" as we hear about, but if Milan (just as an example), € 50 million for Eto'o, why not spend less than half for a white or Rossi who are likely, very likely, the future of Italian? Perhaps because the alien is in fashion, the fan wants to see his team in the sample stranger pulling numbers out of the hat that local residents are not able to give him, is "cool" to see the pink of their team a good name in Brazil. Too bad that, at times, black box that hides a player who has never trod the green mantle Italian can turn into a real "pack" (see Ricardo Oliveira). Maybe (magari!!) The reason is rather the opposite, is that Italian football is in fashion abroad and everyone wants to make sure the sample from the beautiful country. But even if this were so, the question remains: why this flight of bombers, which recalls the more famous brain drain? In
pecunia veritas.

The Letter From Friend For I 130

Dear Chivu, who flees in love conquers

FABIO COSTANTINO

Every summer football-respecting soap opera has its official. Waiting on the Milan market is aware of his embarrassment, is that Chivu linked to the thicker case last month. A lot of the actors in this comedy of the absurd: Rosella Sensi, the Becali Bros, Massimo Moratti, Joan Laporta and Ramon Calderon. Some appeared to have played a role, others are still in the spotlight, until the film comes to a conclusion. For many, this has already happened, with the classic "much ado about nothing" that forces the defender to stay in the capital of Romania until the last breath of his contract. But in reality, the never ending story Italian-style is still in full swing, with people who do not speak and others who conceal interest or indifference whenever the wind changes. Quick overview of the situation. It all starts before the opening of the envelopes to define ownership. Among the players in dance, David Pizarro that "repudiated" by Mancini and loved as a child by Spalletti. Why come to a head-on clash between Roma and Inter, when you could tune in any other way? Maybe leaving the Chilean Trigoria, in exchange for a modest sum equivalent to € 6 million. But Moratti despite having a big heart, not the type to give gifts to other companies (apart from Milan ...), and probably in this case is protection guaranteed preferential rights to purchase Chivu, versatile defender who stands in dreams of Mancio. All simple, no? He wants to leave by Rome one year after expiry of the contract, Inter would welcome him with open arms, without spending astonishing figures. And the company that earns a good amount Capitoline after securing the vital Pizarro. In all these, here come tiptoeing Becali brothers, half of Romania and prosecutors, of course, the captain. For them, the agreement with Moratti was simple: five million in Chivu and not talk about it anymore. A handshake is so strong as to convince the two agents to reject any proposed purchase. But what does this have? If everything is now called, who else can interfere in the marriage of Massimo (Moratti) and Cristian (Chivu) Rosella (Sensi) witness? But the cat and the fox English, the Calderon and Laporta looking for a lawyer named for Barcelona and Real Madrid. Off, then the fateful bar, with delicious way to view and Prada arm invested in each deal: 15 million from Catalonia, 18 from Castile. And Inter? Surprised by this whirlwind of money, takes a step back and not participate in any auction. Both know they have in hand the wild card factor: Chivu's yes, or rather Becali, who never give up the commission on those beautiful 5 million per year. Day after day, followed by Roma's ok to waste the entourage of the player, up to the abandonment of the track by English Romania, turn to other shores (Milito and Pepe). Stop, then, after the auction. Rose is furious, not because they want to accept the offer of the Inter inferior to the other. But the supply of Inter, at some point, it disappears in a puff, a bit 'to strategy, a bit' to irritation with those who have attracted other bees to a honey already given away. Situation? Chivu is now in training with the Roma, who do not want to know to deal with Moratti, who did not want to talk with the capital. The Becali accused of having prevented the sale of the player in Spain, must agree to the obligation to respect the contract until the last day, thus exposing their protected in a public context. Accepted, inter alia, by willingly our protagonist, the first object of desire for half of Europe and now separated into red and yellow house. Chivu will respect the contract and it will leave on June 30 where he will offer more (Inter will always be?), But in these 12 months will have to put up with the discontent of the fans, unwilling to forgive those who had already prepared the suitcases to Milan. This is the picture, but eventually it really so? No possibility of dialogue between Sensi and Moratti? What happened to that agreement after the transfer of Pizarro? Perhaps the Roma have played too much with the fire trying to earn as much as possible. Once the Nerazzurri patron, in the spirit competition, would have accepted the challenge el'avrebbe even won. But those days are over. Today the good Moratti, with Moggi out of the game, found that the best way to bring home the players and talk, then forcing their companies to accept the will (see Suazo). It is true that the market players do, but a small amount of ethics would be welcome. Moratti is now indifferent, says Chivu did not need, and ignores it. But perhaps it is simply another tactic. After all, love conquers who runs away ....

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di FIORENZO BAINI

Sta svolgendosi il mondiale under 20 in Canada e naturalmente fior di osservatori, allenatori, procuratori nonché avvoltoi vari stanno sugli spalti a vedere le proposte future del convento calcistico e come al solito è stato identificato il fenomeno prossimo venturo, naturalmente brasiliano, ovvero Pato.
Siccome a ogni evento del genere ce n’è sempre uno di tali messia conviene chiedersi se le promesse sono state rispettate e in base alla risposta sapremo la validità effettiva di queste manifestazioni.
Da un punto di vista strettamente calcistico è ovvio che chi ha un qualcosa in più sia destinato a brillare in mezzo ai coetanei but this is not obvious course is to feed the football phenomenon understood as pure spectacle. No, it is necessary that the new phenomenon that is considered out of context and is considered a "craque" absolutely justified because only then are the blatant disbursements to richer teams are willing to spend. It is necessary to imagine that the boy could be part of a new team and put all in a row from the top of his class.
names that come to mind in the recent past have Kaka, Robinho and Messi, only the first of the three has proven to be a real champion because he is part of a complex pre-existing and he did win. Messi has a lot to be like Kaka, but until now, has not proven to be the one who turns the winning team making it in fact I do not think it was just tafazzismo Pekerman to the World Cup to take off in the match with Germany as, indeed, Messi has not certainly did win the Barcelona. On Robinho is not even appropriate to speak because Real has won independently of him.
Consequently, these are 70% unreliable world and the impression is that there are a showcase for rich clubs to spend and thus to enter into the circulation of huge amounts of money to the most disadvantaged thereby enabling the survival of the circus. So I think that any kind of global event at youth level we could justify it with a social purpose and little else.
Even so, dropping in more technical detail, let us not forget that the real world trend of the teams is to have an average age higher than two decades ago in the teams own candidate for the title. You will notice that, apart from the national non-titled, the other tends to make way for young people when they are just disappointed by the generation of twenty-five to thirty years' in fact Germany, a relatively low average age, had to make a virtue of necessity since the vacuum that followed the generation of Matthaus, Klinsmann and the well of Kohler, the Netherlands, with results negative, are trying to rejuvenate itself, but apart from the errors of Van Basten, the impression is that very strong at youth level, the Dutch are also very few can create a winning team.
Then, returning to the starting point, a phenomenon that I think really does not need to play at World Youth Championships and when it happens, in most cases you do go for that, but it is not. This phenomenon goes directly into the senior national team, became the owner and from there taken down no more, as unattainable believe that the examples of Pele and Maradona, titolarissimi to nineteen years old, are still the most valid. In our small garden and not to mention the phenomena that is the case with Bergomi World nineteen years but still made here, perhaps you open another parenthesis, with only our need to always win the Under-21 that has become impossible at a national debut in twenty years. Bergomi cases or Cabrini I fear that if they see more.

Ski Boot Calf Pressure

of ANTONIO Gurrado

For as we are Italians, more than likely to forget it. Monday, July 9 marks the first birthday of delirious triumph at Germany 2006 and it's fine, so if anyone remembers him, I think even Guido Rossi. But absurdly, counterfactually, although last year we had not won the World Cup we would have something to celebrate in July this unusually warm (non-football note: When the news are empty, with the summer, every July is unusually warm, as well as at Christmas each winter is unusually cold spring in each of the Inter scudetto is unusually well-deserved). Wednesday, July 11, raise your hand if you guessed, the twenty-fifth anniversary of the victory of Spain '82.
At the time I was born but, having just turned a year and a half, I preferred to concern itself with trivial matters, so that only I knew the tape through an intermediary shaky group stage of Vigo, the burial of pomposity Brazilian goal in the second round uselessness Breitner in the final. I do not regret essermelo lost, because the 2006 and 1982 dealing with two distinct sides of my heart football: one firmly anchored in the events that mark the change expected by the parties, and as such legendary time that has passed through a daily routine that made him credible, not to fade with the morning awakening and the second, on the contrary, necessarily confined to the testimony of others or in the newspapers of that time, a historical flow so dreamy and nebulous to disguise themselves by way 'of legend, although confirmed by repeated exposure (to interviews, celebrations social, MATCH amarcord) aging of the protagonists of that time. Why
football, I do not understand enough, we like because it teaches all get older and that while we can survive our age, crystallized at the time, no matter whether one or twenty-five years ago, two Italian hands raised to heaven a completely equal and golden cup. If I were a sociologist, I dedicate this merry week of July to the comparative study of two blue roses, the restricted choice of a dozen compatriots who, for one month, did not have to do is kick in the name of a entire nation. Not at all Italy, as it turned, it is boot-shaped, Calabria and under seem to be the cleats.
Not being able to play spot the difference, as in this week Puzzles, twenty-two between pairs world champions, I would limit myself to the pair of goalkeepers in two different centuries, as the week Puzzles, boasts countless imitations. You may be able to keep track of changes on the outlines of five decades of parallel Dino Zoff, the first, and Gigi Buffon, then? They have more in common than you might guess: they are both super-human, as is obvious from watching any movie vintage, have a diminutive name (for those curious eyes of the attackers is almost as big as the door to protect) and a surname as the trunk rumore di una parata; giocano nella Juventus e vincono campionati a ripetizione. Cosa li distingue? Tante, infinite cose; ma nella nostra memoria, se ci pensiamo un attimo, sono percepiti come speculari. A Zoff associamo, brutalmente, la vecchiaia, col bagaglio di esperienza e silenziosa saggezza che si porta; le rughe fissate nell’espressione perpetua con la quale ha attraversato il 1982, mutandola in un sollievo tanto raro da dover essere immortalato da Guttuso. A Buffon associamo, al contrario, la gioventù, col suo esordio precocissimo in Serie A, i capelli bagnati, l’occhiolino compulsivo, la battuta spontanea (dopo la miracolosa parata su Zidane, un anno fa, gli si avvicina e gli dice: “Scusa”), la fidanzata its beautiful and continue to be forever, when we read the date of birth on almanacs or on sticker album, surprisingly younger than they say the prize list (two years older than me, that I can barely keep a ball in hands).
Just to accept, we stop first at the numbers. But think how much information on twenty-five years of Italy could take the hypothetical sociologist by comparing the number 3 decided otherwise (Bergomi in Spain, Germany Grosso), the sneering 5 (first Collovati, then Cannavaro), the pugnacious 8 (in 1982 Vierchowood, Gattuso in 2006), the Florentine 9 (also with the rhyme: Antognoni by Toni), the versatile 15 (Tardelli, Iaquinta), the Noble 17 (Causes for elegance, Baron first name), and so on: similarity, opposition and signs of destiny is chasing indefinitely. I limit myself to just make a note: in Germany, with the number 7, playing the captain of Italy's most Tifata, sample the best of (her) a bad (the bad luck), clear, correct, successful, faithful decisive and praising the company: his plays and his interviews should become a compulsory subject in all the speakers in Italy, where I hope they're starting to work out the World Champions of 2030. In Germany, Alessandro Del Piero wore the shirt that was to Scirea.

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Coco and because


of COSIMO ARGENTINA

The basic question is always the same: Why? Why
football games? Why do you write a love poem? Why sculpt in the rain?
Why?
What is the spring that makes you suffer, sweating, spitting blood trying to make it. Why fight for a result or loyalty to the delusion that one is chosen?
Why play football?
Because I just do that. Why have a mediocre life and instead became a hero in the field. Because the strength that comes from the grass makes me almost invincible. Because I can not do without. Because as a child and played soccer against everything and everyone.
But at this point the lens shake and throw out another question that arises as spontaneous as Coco plays football? Why
Francesco Coco has decided to be a footballer?
We cringe, no, about the personality that has always crossed the world of football. Eric Cantona in pinstripes and bowler hat smashing the face of an opponent's supporter, Paul Gascoigne Gazza jumping training to go to the pub with friends, Alberto late to the meeting because the last race at the racetrack ...
But compared to their an application at least had a definite answer: why? Why were players to race, magari con temperamenti particolari, ma giocavano perché per loro quella era la vita.
E Coco?
E per Coco?
Di Bobo Vieri si può dire questo e quest’altro ma in campo c’ha il fuoco. Vuole la porta e la cerca quasi con disperazione e ora che la vede sempre di meno la sua faccia comincia a deformarsi nel ghigno di un frustrato aggrappato a una parete di cristallo.
Ma Coco?
Perché Francesco Coco ha deciso di fare il calciatore?
Cosa lo spinge a giocare?
Cosa desidera, in realtà, questo ragazzo? Perché gioca a pallone questo ragazzo siciliano nato calcisticamente nel milanese del nord, a Legnano, dove lo ricordano soprattutto per essere un bel figliolo che per essere stato considerato for a certain number of years the heir to Paolo Maldini?
I once played soccer players, play, play, and then opened a gas station. Others ended up behind a desk at the headquarters of which had been faithful for an entire career.
And Coco?
Why play football this guy who has played in Barcelona (Well Gozzo? But no ... the Blaugrana!), With AC Milan, Inter, in Livorno, in Turin, in Vicenza Lanerossi
... Why?
One time a writer acquaintance of mine told me that the narrator was to fuck girls. And an editor once told me that he knew an editor who did not understand anything but literature the position within the publishing house allowed him to lure young males looking for a publication and carry them to bed. And a singer told me that his dream was to get to sing a song live on TV. Then it could also open a delicatessen.
And Coco?
What is your passion, and stark naked?