I open this posting with hands that run on your keyboard flow like a piano looking for inspiration, a starting forward for how to be led by a torrent of words, and I smile thinking how strange is life (banality of banalities!) that makes me regress in the mind-to-level A child who suffers and is enthusiastic about trifles, but in context are the essence of everything that is worth living. I'm not talking nonsense, but what of that trigger, it is obvious: of dreams.
I think it's just a thing to smile, it means that you know still laugh at themselves, but above all it is able to admit that sometimes become as little children is the greatest thing in the world and there is nothing to be ashamed in want to do.
Yesterday, the stadium of Genoa, Luigi Ferraris, informally Marassi (named after the area it occupies), has seen the regression of many, many people who came to chase a dream. Just think, 37 thousand people for one dream! But a dream can never contain all these people?
In the midst of this crowd, a pair of Cremona: one taken from the show, rocked and mistreated at the same time a universe that has taken him almost by accident but had the good heart to give him much satisfaction, the other Instead most intense at the beginning of his adventure as an adult in the true sense of the word but just for this still undecided whether to lift that foot out the door and the child of being carefree.
The two have a blood tie that binds them, but it is what counts for them. What really matters is respect for each other that they try for one another, especially the youngest who worships a little bigger. And then, to join us further, there is the reason for their child to the stage of regression, ie a football team. Yes, a football team, the sport sick, corrupt and discredited every day of infamy from its own protagonists but it never fails to excite those who unfortunately has been touched by its tentacles and-alas-suffers and rejoices forever condemned as a of Dante's circle.
Li alloy a team that his supporters if he chooses well and for them to be ready to love her unconditionally, and for that tests them all the time between high and low knockout that would put even the most experienced of lunatics willing to sudden changes of mood: joy, sadness, elation and disappointment, heaven and hell.
This team this season has done precisely that, not to disprove. E 'game strong, strong as ever in recent years and has done thousands of hearts beat in unison, including those of the two Cremonese. Then hath been tarnished and it began a dark period in a black tunnel that seemed never to end, the team has done because it is a sly, joking with the spirit of its people would be mad about that just to see what you are willing to endure his followers. Finally, and most abandoned scoundrel met the joke the unbelievers, left for a ride to the end of the season, towards the final whistle on May 16. A run so fast and so intense that his fans could barely see it.
And so, after this crazy bucks, it slowed on the outskirts of Genoa to allow both the hearts that love to gather at Marassi last effort and assist, to encourage and support the latest effort to chase a dream shared by thousands people. The two
Cremonese were there as well, because at heart they can not control, they say. And as we all regress to the stage. Sure, maybe a little more than rail against a child, using the "damn" instead of blasphemy and certainly does not insult a player just because he dared to frighten them more than they should, but the game is too.
And when a Mad King framed the ball and holds the dream in the hands of the people, then you get up on his feet, jumping, screaming, and there are jerks, and who cares if you're in the press and it takes attitude, the heart can not control, I told you!
finished everything there is to awaken from the dream. Not because you cling to the last vestiges of sleep as the deck when the winter is cold, but because the dream is there even when you have your eyes open. The dream is reality.
Sampdoria in the Champions League. Thanks guys but mostly thanks to Claudio.
