picture of the opponents after the game: Juice ...
The Chronicle.
" We Can Be Heroes? Just for one day, "sang David Bowie .
know how much I hate the rhetoric but rispremendo and squeezing my brains I can not find another adjective to define the heroic partisan performance last night at dusk in the mist of Castel Major Stadium.
A benefit that comes, by its nature, the minute news to forcefully enter the LEGENDS. A few other times the pen was shaking in my hand in the writing of your deeds pedatorie: we won and got lost together in the past ten years, the figures are made of shit and the provision of some level (eye to the most abundant raw maybe), there was angry and he laughed and occasionally, from the cylinder as a magician fools have dug out performances like yesterday: nice game and strength, a touch of class and barricades, Europol and Mazzola opponent, heel strike and tripping. The apotheosis of the way partisan football: Champagne & Molotov! Our
this appointment is that it is seasonal and Mister bench Fara raberciatissimi: Scuderi, Vittoso, Aloe, Greek and Raffaini damage packages for various reasons and possible forgiveness and a chance to write their name in the book of partisan history. Veterans Corti, Prasciolu, Scardamaglia, Reda, and Pistis incerottato Chighine adds Zechariah Naciri, talented recruits enlisted for the occasion, and which comes last istante.Si transference starts immediately on the right foot: after a detailed phase study, which the dampers file, the opponents are tested and it is understood from the first touch of the ball that Zechariah Naciri is what is called a natural talent, it comes in the ninth minute goal from Pistis that opens the dance going to partisan get away from the web seven opponents. For ten minutes the partisans play a total football: bubbly, fast, intense and uncut as to fade the memory of Neeskens and Cruyff of Holland. Again Pistis, the golden boy on an assist Naciri doubles. E 'then the turn of Chighine that with a system Europol to deal with the fate and perhaps a farewell to his being " The man who took stakes . Three to zero without being aware of the Orange almost nothing, surgery with anesthesia of the opponent, rather than a challenge of Futsal. At this point the orange opponents try to regroup and baste a semblance of reaction that takes them a few times in front of an attentive Corti. But inertia is on the right side and our endeavor is a penalty that the team feels Whole entrust to the foot of fairy Naciri, who fearlessly and without fear and trembling he made four to zero, wetting his debut and unleashing The blaze in the partisan fans. At the end of the time the Orange have the strength to find a corner to share the goal of four to one that opens the game and that infuriates Captain Scardamaglia call to order the team which was in danger, like Narcissus, the mirror too Beauty in its fullest football until then spread to his hands.
If the first half was a little abstract beauty of football focused and even redundant, baroque, the partisans complete masterpiece with a second time when they spit blood and pieces of the lung field. Chighine is forced to remain on the bench because of tough action by opponents incattiviti stunned by the face and not the ugly duckling that perhaps pensavan to face but a majestic swan wings. And the majestic swan winged half-time is not re-transformed into an ugly duckling but a fierce bulldog ready to bite and defend the lead. Orange's approach menacingly, the first 4 to 2 and then, in the end, the 4 to 3, but as one man Partizan bolts in itself protects If being short like it was the Holy Grail and the feeling of hold the match, despite being on the cutting edge games. The exemplary demonstration of what the Reda from 4 to 3 on that, right in the final boarding orange, stated his shooting touch on an opponent Orange giving the opportunity to beat a corner that could do much harm to our own. But when there is something there is something and Reno murmured does not pass the orange, we can now say it out loud: that was not the Ambrosiana Waterloo, was Caporetto! In the last spasms
Partizan has the opportunity to round up the spoils, beating two free throws that first and then Scardamaglia prendon Pistis is the responsibility of making a mistake, giving up to the last breath of high emotion level with the Orange pecking the intersection of the poles right on the final whistle ...
To conclude this ride rhetoric: CHAPEAU. When the Treccani will write the Encyclopedia of Football under " Team Spirit" can only write "see Partizan Valpreda-Orange of November 22, 2010."
report cards.
SHORTS 8. would not work. Needless to try. Not passed. Protected by the team is enhanced in the short game on stretching and relaxing like a Tiramolla, just barely overweight. LEGENDARY!
Scardamaglia 8 . The captain barks when it comes to shouting, singing when it comes to singing, carrying the cross when it comes to carrying the cross. Just that we lack even sweep the field after the game. JAVIER ZANETTI !
PRASCIOLU 8. At the beginning of the championship was more like a keg of beer at a football player, now slowly recovering the form and your breath is proving an indispensable resource for the balance of the team. WHEN THE GOING GETS TOUGH PRASCIOLU BEGINS TO PLAY!
REDA 8.5. When there is something to be done in the field (tag someone, again, cue, hold ball, forty feet to jump dead weight on an opponent's shot) and do not know who could make sure to make the Reda. MEN EVERYWHERE!
Chighine 8. In addition to arm himself for the cause even the leg Muzio Scaevola and Enrico Toti's do not care to say the least. Dispute only once, but affects the game, like a scalpel, soaked in cyanide, scoring the goal that brings the game back on track. HEROIC!
Naciri 9. A player you see the courage, altruism, imagination, the ability to keep the ball, to dribble, he's not afraid to throw a penalty kick. An injection of youth, and wind patterns in the cheek partisans: the demonstration that calcium is a natural attitude that you can not teach, we must be born and he was born. PURE TALENT!
PISTIS 10. The mangy old lion charging the team on his shoulders, he feels the game and breaking in, scored twice and did not save. Attorney penalties, free throws and talented players. I had never given to anyone 10 or perhaps never in my life once more give. But if I had to give it to someone I'm happy to have (deservedly) given to him. IRON LIKE A LION IN ZION! Hombre the partido y Providencia Opes TV
the absent SV. on the walls of the cemetery in Naples, when the Naples team won its first championship, someone wrote: " What you missed!" To prove that the height of the comrades who have made vost yesterday the company you sweat a lot. What you missed!
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