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Saturday, April 30, 2016

April 2016 ...

... and it snowing in England, France and Italy... for Prince...

Monday, April 25, 2016

La Marseillaise

Allons implants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé !

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Sometimes it snows in April

Tracy died soon after a long fought civil war,
Just after I'd wiped away his last tear
I guess he's better off than he was before,
A whole lot better off than the fools he left here
I used to cry for Tracy because he was my only friend
Those kind of cars don't pass you every day
I used to cry for Tracy because I wanted to see him again,
But sometimes sometimes life ain't always the way

Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad
Sometimes I wish life was never ending,
And all good things, they say, never last

Springtime was always my favorite time of year,
A time for lovers holding hands in the rain
Now springtime only reminds me of Tracy's tears
Always cry for love, never cry for pain
He used to say so strong unafraid to die
Unafraid of the death that left me hypnotized
No, staring at his picture I realized
No one could cry the way my Tracy cried

Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad
Sometimes, sometimes I wish that life was never ending,
And all good things, they say, never last

I often dream of heaven and I know that Tracy's there
I know that he has found another friend
Maybe he's found the answer to all the April snow
Maybe one day I'll see my Tracy again

Sometimes it snows in April
Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad
Sometimes I wish that life was never ending,
But all good things, they say, never last

All good things that say, never last
And love, it isn't love until it's past

Prince Rogers Nelson (June 7, 1958 – April 21, 2016)



Saturday, April 23, 2016

Polonius

Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame!
The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,
And you are stay'd for. There; my blessing with thee!
And these few precepts in thy memory
See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,
Nor any unproportioned thought his act.
Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar.
Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not dull thy palm with entertainment
Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade. Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in,
Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
And they in France of the best rank and station
Are of a most select and generous chief in that.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine ownself be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell: my blessing season this in thee!
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You’re still here? Shame on you—get on board!
The wind is filling your ship’s sail, and they’re waiting for you.
Here, I give you my blessing again.
And just try to remember a few rules of life.
Don’t say what you’re thinking, and don’t be too quick to act on what you think.
Be friendly to people but don’t overdo it.
Once you’ve tested out your friends and found them trustworthy, hold onto them.
But don’t waste your time shaking hands with every new guy you meet.
Don’t be quick to pick a fight, but once you’re in one, hold your own.
Listen to many people, but talk to few. Hear everyone’s opinion, but reserve your judgment.
Spend all you can afford on clothes, but make sure they’re quality, not flashy,
since clothes make the man—which is doubly true in France.
Don’t borrow money and don’t lend it, since when you lend to a friend,
you often lose the friendship as well as the money, and borrowing turns a person into a spendthrift.
And, above all, be true to yourself. Then you won’t be false to anybody else.
Good-bye, son. I hope my blessing will help you absorb what I’ve said.


Friday, April 22, 2016

April 22, 2016.


Friday, April 01, 2016

Arrigo

1
Come dicono dalle mie parti, nella vita (e nel calcio) ci vuole “Och, pazienza e bus de cul”

2
Il calcio è la cosa più importante delle cose meno importanti

3
Per vincere occorre che il portiere pari, i difensori difendano, gli attaccanti attacchino e i centrocampisti centrocampistino

4
Quando giochi contro Maradona giochi contro il tempo, prima o poi il gol te lo fa

5
Calciatori stressati? Tutti soffriamo di stress. Mi pagavano talmente tanto che avevo vergogna a pensare a qualcosa di diverso dal calcio

6
Io maniaco degli schemi? Non esiste opera senza regia, anche De Niro recita un copione. E c’è una grande differenza se la Traviata l’esegue l’orchestra di Riccardo Muti o quella diretta da mio cugino.

 7
Nessun giocatore per quanto grande può sostituirsi al gioco. Senza copione c’è solo approssimazione e pressappochismo

 8
E’ vero, sono stato un giocatore mediocre, ma faccio l’allenatore. Del resto non è che i grandi fantini abbiano fatto prima i cavalli

9
Tutti dicono che sono durato poco, ma prima di arrivare al Parma o al Milan ci ho messo 14 anni, cominciando dalla penultima categoria

 10
Vincere, convincere, divertire: il calcio per me è spettacolo non i giochi del Colosseo

 11
Il calcio fa parte della società italiana, ci piace il calcio dei furbi

 12
Il nuovo mi eccita in un paese che teme il nuovo

 13
A Van Basten che si lamentava per il troppo lavoro dissi: non ti diverti? Beh il pubblico sì, accontentati

 14
Il calcio ti toglie la vita e se vuoi essere grande tu devi essere disposto a dargliela

 15
Nelle primavere italiane ci sono troppi neri. La mia vita dimostra che non sono razzista

16
E’ stato un avversario ostico, e anche agnostico

 17
La mia è sempre stata una Repubblica fondata sul lavoro, e dunque chi non lavorava non lo volevo

 18
Quando Berlusconi definì Colombo un gregario, un portaborracce, gli dissi: l’altro giorno gli ho telefonato e mi ha risposto il maggiordomo, ha mai sentito di un portaborracce col maggiordomo?

19
Per me la Coppa Intercontinentale col National di Medellin fu come leggere un libro di Kafka, pesante, difficile

 20
La motivazione è la benzina della vita e del calcio, una Ferrari senza benzina non cammina, meglio una 500 col serbatoio pieno

 21
Per sostituire Baggio ai Mondiali impiegai 3 secondi, per sostituire Apolloni agli Europei impiegai 10 minuti: lì capii che non ero più io.

22
Non bisogna fermarsi al vincere, vincere è troppo poco


I 70 anni di Arrigo Sacchi
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