Fino alla fine forza Juve

nobody sleeps here before 3am, streets are fucking empty and you can smell sadness in the air. i was twelve in 2006 and i remember everything. probably i wouldn’t love football the way i do now, if italy hadn’t won the world cup in 2006. it’s not only the italian national team who lost today, it’s the whole country, it’s our football, it’s everything we love and stand by. we lost. everyone. we need to make changes, we need a new federation’s president, a new coach. a new beginning. it’s sad that so many players like buffon and de rossi have retired from interantional football, and it’s even more sad thinking about how old insigne, belotti, immobile, bernardeschi, rugani and the others will be in 2022. our legends won’t play their last world cup and that makes me feel so sad and angry. world cup for me won’t be the same without my country but as a football fan i will watch it anyway, hoping all my idols will do good. we have so many problems in italy and we hate each other most of the time, but football has always been that one thing that unites us as a nation and tonight we went to bed with a little heavier heart. football is like everything else in life: it can make you really happy and it can make you really sad. tonight maybe we are really sad, but everything it’s gonna be alright. see you in five years. we will be stronger.