Hello Blog! I knew it! We wanted to go at all costs, even dovendomi get up at 5 am even having to sleep in 2 days and 8 hours 2 aircraft to be taken, even going in Scotland alone.
Yes, this game I would not lost anything.
He felt that he was special.
And then, wet night in Dublin, the legendary stuffed plush Italy, called a taxi that has just accompanied the city's night owls and arrive at the airport.
Surprise! I am not alone, there are at least 12 other Italians who go to Edinburgh with my flight.
The look of defiance to the customs of the Scots Guards, and the bus was in the center.
First mission: to find a flag of Italy, including many that hang from the shops is not easy but in the end in a tiny shop in front of the castle, I find. And it is also the last of the store, perhaps the entire city.
sign that we are many.
How many? 6,000 from Italy, but I know people who have gathered from all over Europe, just like me. He turns around in groups and when we meet, one becomes a silent nod, but inside you hear a cry that shines from his eyes, and I believe it! And it looked as if
one could believe more.
After the usual sightseeing and walking ritual at the stadium finally opened the flood gates and blue unfolds in a thousand streams, each in its field.
The Scots, landlords will come just before the match. Do not hurry, think they can wait until the last to get into the game.
And we'll see. The Pre
so it's our process has already started to know each other in the stands.
The stadium, on the other side, bends slightly to show me the needles and the castle, with the skyline of the Scottish capital.
looks like a greek theater, where the landscape is also part of the show as a massive and impressive choreography. Then
hymns, Mameli sang loudly to us courage, but is swamped by the "Flower of Scotland" of the people in kilts.
And then you start, the football Italy, Scotland controcalcio, nay STOP! Italy in half.
And yet we sat by the hymns .... And then another interception
destination, they begin to get the sms who did not or could be.
We are incredulous, but amazing still debating how can we still prove it!
The third time we do not find us unprepared and jumping and singing so much that the forum seems to wobble.
Or maybe it's just the pride of Scottish wobbles. Why
a place of interception is terrible, seriously hampering the team suffers.
And then you can enjoy more of the goal.
Cause you know that goal can not be otherwise.
A joy experienced 3 times ... In 6 minutes!
The central phase of the match is great suffering, especially for 3 minutes when Scotland is close in scoring. But that just makes everything better.
two kicks, however, put us back to the shelter. And five minutes from the end, the stroke of genius of a yellow well written.
Like a matador in the arena, let us mark a goal. Clear
throughout the stadium, even for the Scots who already understand the defeat.
not for the referee calls for replays. The Scots are silent, the Italians sing:
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEH!
The goal is good, now we've won.
the stadium is silent for 7 minutes and just feel the Italian fans sing the Inno di Mameli, Flying, and why not, the now customary POPOPOPOPO.
the end and there is a big party is embraced by those who have known only one hour first, that you do not remember the name, but with whom you shared a great joy.
around the field just us, and blues.
When evening falls outside the stadium before the big screen but you can dance and sing in Italian.
Edinburgh for a night is Italian.
We stormed the castle!
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