"You see that is the fate of the big deal with the mediocre."
Apparently he thought that Alessandro Del Piero, before communicating the decision to sign blank last year of his contract with Juventus. Fed up with some too fast and loose with the company, Corso Galileo Ferraris, he seems to have thought
"Let's do this, I step in the next week to sign, the figure you put it."
surprised by the news, Beppe Marotta, smart architect of Juventus poorer in the last fifty years, he breathed a sigh of relief, but remains on the crop, blocked by bad shape now that he had done in front of many Juventus and history, which certainly had no doubts in indicating what the poor between him and the captain. The only consolation from an experienced man of the market: a € milioncino saved with Del Piero, could steal the thirty- spent Bonucci, and Pepe Martinez.
"You see that is the fate of the big deal with the mediocre."
apparently thought this Guido Morselli , when he received waste from publishers asleep, unable to perceive the value of his novels.
"Thumbs up, and already I'm tired as hell, it turns out that'll kill myself."
"In the mid-seventies, Italy finished on the verge of a revolution (the first, since there is Italy). The government had decided to reduce the state amateur, or "deprofessionalizzazione, the players of football teams, as well as a cutting 60% of their emoluments. From Ferrara Square in Syracuse revolted. In Rome, the insurgents occupied the Capitol and was proclaimed the Autonomous Republic of Lazio, which is headed decemvir citizens poses a "fan" that is passionate viewers to play, or heads of associations. (...) The authority granted and came to terms, in Rome and throughout the peninsula, the rebels amnesty and reintegration for players in their full rights. It remains the measures and thus the order was restored. "
This was Guido Morselli, with which a Rome without the Pope (namely from a Filio Piazza Navona, the restaurant of the clergy of way) I have seen Juventus-Bologna.
Apparently he thought that Alessandro Del Piero, before communicating the decision to sign blank last year of his contract with Juventus. Fed up with some too fast and loose with the company, Corso Galileo Ferraris, he seems to have thought
"Let's do this, I step in the next week to sign, the figure you put it."
surprised by the news, Beppe Marotta, smart architect of Juventus poorer in the last fifty years, he breathed a sigh of relief, but remains on the crop, blocked by bad shape now that he had done in front of many Juventus and history, which certainly had no doubts in indicating what the poor between him and the captain. The only consolation from an experienced man of the market: a € milioncino saved with Del Piero, could steal the thirty- spent Bonucci, and Pepe Martinez.
"You see that is the fate of the big deal with the mediocre."
apparently thought this Guido Morselli , when he received waste from publishers asleep, unable to perceive the value of his novels.
"Thumbs up, and already I'm tired as hell, it turns out that'll kill myself."
"In the mid-seventies, Italy finished on the verge of a revolution (the first, since there is Italy). The government had decided to reduce the state amateur, or "deprofessionalizzazione, the players of football teams, as well as a cutting 60% of their emoluments. From Ferrara Square in Syracuse revolted. In Rome, the insurgents occupied the Capitol and was proclaimed the Autonomous Republic of Lazio, which is headed decemvir citizens poses a "fan" that is passionate viewers to play, or heads of associations. (...) The authority granted and came to terms, in Rome and throughout the peninsula, the rebels amnesty and reintegration for players in their full rights. It remains the measures and thus the order was restored. "
This was Guido Morselli, with which a Rome without the Pope (namely from a Filio Piazza Navona, the restaurant of the clergy of way) I have seen Juventus-Bologna.
Held on climate, the sun shone on our shirts, we decided to eat outside (the square is closed to vehicles guaranteed peace of mind). But we had underestimated the deep need of the Italian soundtrack, their ingenuity inexhaustible. The City had in fact installed in the square several fans in order (apparent) to revive the air. Hearing usually silent in the world, not here, where the mayor had suggested to his relative ventilation officer of the Office of shares with powerful engines, probably by motorcycle, capable of providing dose decibel level necessary to put the place in the overall average noise level.
So we spoke with difficulty, and watched the game. I, however, I tried to tell me what Guido had embarrassed to read his novels. As his talent had made me feel inadequate and, more prosaically, as the jealous father the annuity that enabled him to devote himself without having to work on reading, studying and writing. I'm not sure I've heard. By the author of
Dissipatio HG, we smile even before the start, watching the poor of Blacks on the bench trying to repeat with your right hand pocket of his coat with the convulsive movements continue and, before realizing that his coat no, he had pockets. After a poor first half
Marco Di Vaio, the most talented player on the field, drew up two big goals with the remains of the great team that once called Juventus. At the end
Morselli offered me lunch, happy for the victory of his team's birth. I'm less enthusiastic I thought of the greatness and mediocrity, and fans who now took the flight to heaven, little by little quieter.
So we spoke with difficulty, and watched the game. I, however, I tried to tell me what Guido had embarrassed to read his novels. As his talent had made me feel inadequate and, more prosaically, as the jealous father the annuity that enabled him to devote himself without having to work on reading, studying and writing. I'm not sure I've heard. By the author of
Dissipatio HG, we smile even before the start, watching the poor of Blacks on the bench trying to repeat with your right hand pocket of his coat with the convulsive movements continue and, before realizing that his coat no, he had pockets. After a poor first half
Marco Di Vaio, the most talented player on the field, drew up two big goals with the remains of the great team that once called Juventus. At the end
Morselli offered me lunch, happy for the victory of his team's birth. I'm less enthusiastic I thought of the greatness and mediocrity, and fans who now took the flight to heaven, little by little quieter.
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