Wednesday, February 9, 2011

What Sorority Was Gretchen Rossi In?

memories ... Viola ... The grandson of Lula

After a day of work (or not) that alternates moments of satisfaction and Solitaire (d) rays of sunshine and moments that make me reach a level PH "ITS TOO IMPOSSIBLE " delay in returning to the house for a moment that I already know drastically lower my level of acidity try something passable on the radio. Advertising, Grignani I never endured ..... Blue Radio ... in the studio with David Guetta is an entry that does not immediately recognize. "And now a surprise to Christian ... good evening to Emiliano Mondonico ..." and then realized that there Guetta Christian Rigal, the purple bomber who has shown in A and that marked the early years of Della Valle. In connection Mondonico that has recently passed a delicate operation for a tumor (FORCE WORLD!) . The coach is in the form and David cleverly brings the memories of that conversation about Viola players that saw them both and can not on the "pity" for the disease. Memories of a mystery fan and a true bomber man firm which has allowed us to "start afresh", the one that gave us back our series, our stage, gave us back to our house after two years of hell. With them I too remember those days and especially that double tie with Perugia. Almost as if those two games enclose the whole year.
remember the trip to Perugia, I remember the bus with Samu, remember that does not pass the turnstiles Ciccio, I remember the tension before the match, I remember the start with the care that you hear and only see purple, I remember the stupid classicafoto coppiagol MasoBiondino, offensivissimo the memory module 4 - 5-1, remember Cejas - May - Avenues - Bacis - Savini - Camorani - Ariatti - Piangerelli - Fontana - Punch - Fantini, remember the exultation of the goals and Fantini the "what's missing?" Samu and was still worried about 80min, I remember tantra "but what's missing?" remember the feeling of pure bolt, remember that the world was not wrong tactically nothing, I remember the roar of the whistle, I remember the trip back already counting the hours for the return match, I remember the concert Renato Zero back in Florence, I remember the race for tickets to the re-match, I remember Maso, his face purple curve in hours before the match, I remember the shirt Blonde DiLivio , I remember that game do not remember anything much was the tension, I remember that Fantini marks in five minutes and then gets thrown out, I remember one of the nerve stretched to the forty thousand francs, I remember the roar at the final whistle a hundred times stronger than in Perugia, I remember the hug almost in tears with MasoBiondoBiondinoGabryEnrySamuEtuttiglialtri , remember all the messages and phone calls in a low voice, remember the kiss the ground of the Franks, I remember the feeling of lying down in front of goal Fantini exhausted but happy with the other comrades of Fiesole, ; remember the Piazzale Viola again, I remember that feeling from there on, everything would have been easier and never so bad and hard, I remember the difficulty in falling for the joy, remember where we compete and return our thoughts to first derby with humpbacks, remember ....
BIGNAMI: Thanks David, thanks World, thanks to Christian have rekindled that memory a bit dusty but still very much alive ... and still UNDER WORLD!

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