Did you spend the last 48 hours in your homemade duvet cave, eating nachos and taking in as much sport as possible between well deserved naps? We did.
In fact, we *may* have kept our duvets on for the trip to work. If you saw us on the tube, we can only apologise.
If someone else is going to go to the trouble of picking out and rewarding their favourite Serie A players, it would be remiss of us not to use the photo opportunity for a random post.
Last week was the Gran Gala’ del calcio, an awards ceremony where the great and the good of Italian football (players, coaches, journos) vote on categories such as Player of the Year, Manager of the Year and of course, the highly competitive Dodgy ‘Do of the Year.**
It’s a given that we’re less interested in the awards than what the players looked like.
How cool would it be if there was a superhero whose job it was to pursue footballers and pull their shorts down for the benefit of watching?!
Well, fantasise no more, people. Juve’s Fabio Quagliarella is here and he’s going to rescue us from the horror of thigh-free week days.
Praise San Iker.
While everyone in England was caught up in the now traditional FA Cup bicker-fest, the rest of the European Leagues had a peculiar stillness about them this weekend.
“I had never experienced the mailman at the door getting on his knees and kissing my feet. The Italians are so crazy about football it’s unbelievable.”
– The German striker on life with Italian Serie A club Lazio.
It’s never a good time for a wife and girlfriend jealously break, per say, but take a reprieve from our usual raucous raciness we shall anyway.
C’mon and join us. It’ll be fun.
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