21/05/2008 Last-Minute Food for Bruno 1-3 (1t. 1-0) Hello all / i,
we start with the training module that has performed well every time, which was adopted: the 3-3-1. Behind Andrea play central costs to the left, right Maurone. Midline with Henry James and Thomas, Valerio attack. The opponents are the Food For Bruno, a black shirt. A team equipped and well-oiled that has figured in previous meetings of the tournament. Our side is very short, almost every attack opponent is facing a real wall. For Bruno fact, do not pass. Indeed, we are clearly the most dangerous, in gusts from the bands. All of a sudden we win a corner from the right: Henry is determined, after the leg, is charged. This leads to the corner, kick a ball tight: Andrea s'appende to heaven and the will of the sphere is folded. The time is stopped and the network is swollen. We are in the lead.
So far so good. But for what? Now Raffaele Touchline blurts out: she wants to enter. But not only oblivious to the fact that playing games is so good and we are well ahead begins to disturb (euphemistically) saying that training should be changed, that has to come out because someone has to play him. Now ask him to make himself right and he's still a bit 'and stamped his feet on the ground and whimper: he says that is not right to play and must play in the midfield. If he wanted to give a demonstration of not understanding anything about football was perhaps failed. That was behaving in a selfish and childish, regardless of the effort by the other ... Well, on this there was already no doubt. Anyway it goes, alternating changes: Vincent does his duty in the middle of the field when he gives breath to his companions. Pino now has a day off the bench. Anyway you get the first time for us to cover 1-0.
How logical, after all these changes tell the students to start with basic training who has done well. But it is not so easy: Raffaele wants to see more ... He says he has to play him in the middle: close to James. But it has not made it yet he never played football in a team, never played football at 8, that this is not a playstation and deployments in the field can not be improvised in sentiment. Especially when you have a football culture that is second only to the technical capacity. But not enough because then you have to take back and you end up with a team "by boat to silence the dog." Raffaele is clumsy in the field when it is served only by myself in front of the goalkeeper after a check of the heel and the first touch of intention to fly vertically. But this was, is that it is at odds with everything that happens in the rest of the field ... Andrea Pacino is damned soul: in addition to the goal is always ahead of the opponents, led him and stands up, kicking him again and run away and he closes in on the side scissor kick a 20 cm ground. If there was a possibility for the next feast of Santa Rosalia should be done in his honor, should make him a private beach of Mondello. And as he passed stigghiole free for all. Today Andrea is a myth to incense. Besides, Will is by blocking all comparable. Cost is the horse already seen a football 5. Jacopo rages and play foil and saber putting the leg. Valerio is the attacker and mark the position holds well even if the pounds are not central to his side. Henry is always overlap on the left. Yet the misfortune makes a mockery of their best, Andrea on a ball that falls ill and helps to rebound the opponent is a draw. Evidence that the lot could only mock today in a confrontation Andrea directly.
Then a few skirmishes. This game is harder and some fortuitous encounter. Vincenzo I was catapulted with his knee on his thigh: my game is: I go to my place and falls Maurone. Valerio took a lot of the usual barrel and a little 'suffering. But Raffaele show begins: lies on his feet regardless of the opponents in midfield and mirror of his own ego. I watch from the bench to 1-2 with a dynamic similar to our goal: Will sull'incornata can do nothing. We can not affect. On the right wing, and so there is never any salt Maurone. You will find his feet worked the ball from the left by the piston dall'alfiere Costs and Henry. The ball bounces and whistles on the ground between his legs but not no one comes to us: Maurone have the option of tap-in but ends up outside. James was crushed at mid-court dall'ingombrante Raffaele. I ask the students to settle better in the field, but one, two, three times, prevents Raffaele Valerio and James in a better position to position itself as exchanging the breath and the result would suggest. Worse, to my address: Raffaele says distinctly: "Do not listen, does not understand anything." Raffaele Well, at this point you should smash your face. But sorry for you. Do not know what they are 'respect it' estimation, things without which there is no basis for any human relationship. I walk away because I can not return to the field and 'I do' the others deserve the crap you do and the inevitable reactions a lot of your cheek. But others have to work hard, unlike you, who you see yourself in the lake in which Narcissus drown your legs leaden, not color. And finish the race. And find out in the locker room that caught the goals become three. And I'm sorry, but I'm not surprised with such idiocy that you imported. And then ... No, Vince is not correct to play to lose. And still less is it correct to call those who prefer to stay in the field even at the cost of losing their team with their own foolishness. And when you look at the end game for a clarification, Raffaele, after the words good and Valerio Pino, you have the courage to say that for you (that you're the one who disrespects) is a finite thing there: and it is here that demonstrates even more of being without honor ne'lealtà. Why offend, do not apologize for others and pretend to sketch. And then it sincerely, fuck you, but slowly. As your pace you can. While there is still to play, but I assure you that your dirty game and you will not see as unfair.
Cia. Thomas
