A mild winter in South Africa. Ke Nako .* - 6 ª parte -
Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
Jozi, June 22, 2010
stars fall
then it is true and I do not know if I will go where
do not know if I deserve it or not if
will correct the effects of nuclear
my fault if I can find the courage to call you tomorrow
and more and more I'll be away from you ...
Samuele Bersani, Replay
spring day here in Jo'burg.
clear skies, mild temperatures.
IBC Exit late in the evening after a day full of ups and downs.
High refer to the previous evening. Party with colleagues, laughter, a few beers that washes also dislikes the daily. Then as a
Alpine stage, here are the first hills. From there one way over the pass only for short distances, while the matches are treated and the editorial policies Anglo questionable demolish self-esteem of the poor statistics, bound hand and foot by those who tend to keep and not to build.
frankly embarrassing. Before the French. Then the British. In the midst of me.
I with my numbers. Someone reading the smile approach (RB is for you, ndr) but feel connected to something tangible, inevitably gives you security.
... And I like the clarity, logic. Yes, a number or positive or negative ... I do not like the middle ground .*
the anniversary of a statistic repeated like a litany always the same, my quick safety flee to other shores.
Impacts and sold
A small plastic pizza served in a greasy cardboard. An American beer.
dine while the French go home. Maybe
happen to us, but the joint pain in this case, it pays.
Troisi: "... it is held iccorna ..."
Arena: "Look at the horns to keep you too ...".
Troisi, "Yeah, okay ... that got to do? But to me, the horns Your cchiù make me laugh ... ".**
not Domenech shakes hands with Parreira arguing incomprehensible. Raymond
no exceptions. If he can do or say nonsense, rest assured that will do it.
South Africa wins, but not enough for the first time in World Cup history, the host country does not exceed the qualifying round.
Here, for the locals, it's all over. Everything returns to normal.
The van takes me back to the hotel, while I see men who light fires along the road to face the cold night, some sirens echo in the distance and at least for this night, the silent vuvuzelas.
* White, director Nanni Moretti (1984)
** Do not stop, The Smorfia, Cabaret (1977)
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Cipralex Menstruation
A mild winter in South Africa. Ke Nako .* - 5 ª parte -
Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
Jozi, June 17-18-19
The world would be much better if everyone is satisfied with what he says, without expecting that they meet, and especially not seek or desire it.
Jose Saramago
IBC, Soccer City.
Damn static electricity. You can not touch anything without getting an electric shock and all day you are forced to live with this annoying problem.
Let us also that the IBC is a unique carpet carpet and you're done. The IBC to Johannesburg is a real city. You can find the bank, post office, laundry, kiosk and a phone shop, restaurants, souvenir shop ... there is a film in 3D, where you can watch the games ... well ... there is a bit 'of everything. There is also
African Plaza, where the sun recharges the batteries in very short lunch break.
Who goes ...
Some party as "my French friend, with whom I had the" fortune "to work in this project.
After just twelve days of the world. I that the short-reach, including arrogance, his "heroes" in uniform blue.
Galletti Mexican reciting the menu a few nights ago, while France and Mexico demolished "my French friend" sketching tentative hopes of qualification.
not regret the absence of both.
I do not like unfairness. I do not like falsehood. I do not like to work evil. I do not like incompetence.
of all this, I can not miss.
A friend told me the other day: "It must be difficult to relate to an imbecile."
words were never more appropriate.
... and who still remain our
tactical. At DK century and FF. Both former players with careers fair level: a present as a coach for the first and an observer from the second.
English one, the other Brazilian. Two sides of one coin.
The first is the stereotype of the English footballer: good career ruined by the excesses, the little desire to train and beer. He is a classic Gascon. Obsession? Women. He played with Di Canio, with Dorigo, with Gascoigne. He tells stories that always end in a hyperbolic bedroom.
The other is a gentleman of a certain age. He played with Mazzola, with Altafini, with Pele. Did the observer for Manchester United and discovered talents mica laugh. Talk broken English, mixed with Portuguese and French with an inflection, a few words of English and some Italian. The Brazilian is a gentleman with a capital. Impeccable manners and lives in Paris, but is a citizen of the world: he played anywhere and everywhere he coached. Who is the strongest defender that was marking? José Santamaria, Uruguayan Real Madrid of Puskas and Di Stefano. Like him, nobody.
A man needs to do his supply of dreams.
Jose Saramago
Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
Jozi, June 17-18-19
The world would be much better if everyone is satisfied with what he says, without expecting that they meet, and especially not seek or desire it.
Jose Saramago
IBC, Soccer City.
Damn static electricity. You can not touch anything without getting an electric shock and all day you are forced to live with this annoying problem.
Let us also that the IBC is a unique carpet carpet and you're done. The IBC to Johannesburg is a real city. You can find the bank, post office, laundry, kiosk and a phone shop, restaurants, souvenir shop ... there is a film in 3D, where you can watch the games ... well ... there is a bit 'of everything. There is also
African Plaza, where the sun recharges the batteries in very short lunch break.
Who goes ...
Some party as "my French friend, with whom I had the" fortune "to work in this project.
After just twelve days of the world. I that the short-reach, including arrogance, his "heroes" in uniform blue.
Galletti Mexican reciting the menu a few nights ago, while France and Mexico demolished "my French friend" sketching tentative hopes of qualification.
not regret the absence of both.
I do not like unfairness. I do not like falsehood. I do not like to work evil. I do not like incompetence.
of all this, I can not miss.
A friend told me the other day: "It must be difficult to relate to an imbecile."
words were never more appropriate.
... and who still remain our
tactical. At DK century and FF. Both former players with careers fair level: a present as a coach for the first and an observer from the second.
English one, the other Brazilian. Two sides of one coin.
The first is the stereotype of the English footballer: good career ruined by the excesses, the little desire to train and beer. He is a classic Gascon. Obsession? Women. He played with Di Canio, with Dorigo, with Gascoigne. He tells stories that always end in a hyperbolic bedroom.
The other is a gentleman of a certain age. He played with Mazzola, with Altafini, with Pele. Did the observer for Manchester United and discovered talents mica laugh. Talk broken English, mixed with Portuguese and French with an inflection, a few words of English and some Italian. The Brazilian is a gentleman with a capital. Impeccable manners and lives in Paris, but is a citizen of the world: he played anywhere and everywhere he coached. Who is the strongest defender that was marking? José Santamaria, Uruguayan Real Madrid of Puskas and Di Stefano. Like him, nobody.
A man needs to do his supply of dreams.
Jose Saramago
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Thigh Pain Causes More Condition_symptoms
A mild winter in South Africa. Ke Nako .* - 4th part -
Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
Jozi, June 15, 2010
the fifteenth Hotel Parktonian plan seems to be on high mountains. The icy gusts of wind last night led the dreaded cold. And so today the warm rays of the sun are just a memory. Six degrees and icy winds to 1736 meters in Jo'burg.
the bora. In every sense. Oh yes, because after a hard day, coming out of IBC meeting a character that is the essence of football. You could spend hours listening to him talk about football, tactics, and lots of men. Who knows how many stories could tell
Velibor Milutinovic, Bora for all, the coach who was able to participate in the World Cup for 5 times with five different teams: Mexico, U.S., China, Costa Rica and Nigeria 4 out of 5 and drag the second round. An unknown number of known languages \u200b\u200b(some say eight), nicknamed the Wizard, the Gypsy, the coach globetrotter: certainly taught in football around the world. Certainly has accepted the challenges that others would not have even considered.
I recognize him immediately, with that smile and look so nice ... and so the greeting. "Good evening, Mr. Milutinovic. Without batting an eyelid she says: "Are you Italian? Your team will not even recognize. It has no quality. " Then as we go
IBC talking about football, turned to our colleague and asked him: "You know what is the coach who has sat on several occasions on the bench in the international arena? If you do not know, ask me ... Bora says. I. 300 + games (or so, ndr) ".
Then I reeled off his World Cup appearances and his brief appearance at Udinese. "In Udine I do not have work." Then she adds, and I answered: 'A little sorry not to attend the World Cup, but when I see these coaches ... (and the hand gesture is a very Italian, ed.) Only Germany, however, I enjoyed playing against Australia. "
Then said that is also an ambassador for the World Cup in Qatar in 2022 and comments:" Without dreams, it is not worth living. "
asks who now plays the Brazil tonight, say goodbye and goes like the wind that brings the winter.
Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
Jozi, June 15, 2010
the fifteenth Hotel Parktonian plan seems to be on high mountains. The icy gusts of wind last night led the dreaded cold. And so today the warm rays of the sun are just a memory. Six degrees and icy winds to 1736 meters in Jo'burg.
the bora. In every sense. Oh yes, because after a hard day, coming out of IBC meeting a character that is the essence of football. You could spend hours listening to him talk about football, tactics, and lots of men. Who knows how many stories could tell
Velibor Milutinovic, Bora for all, the coach who was able to participate in the World Cup for 5 times with five different teams: Mexico, U.S., China, Costa Rica and Nigeria 4 out of 5 and drag the second round. An unknown number of known languages \u200b\u200b(some say eight), nicknamed the Wizard, the Gypsy, the coach globetrotter: certainly taught in football around the world. Certainly has accepted the challenges that others would not have even considered.
I recognize him immediately, with that smile and look so nice ... and so the greeting. "Good evening, Mr. Milutinovic. Without batting an eyelid she says: "Are you Italian? Your team will not even recognize. It has no quality. " Then as we go
IBC talking about football, turned to our colleague and asked him: "You know what is the coach who has sat on several occasions on the bench in the international arena? If you do not know, ask me ... Bora says. I. 300 + games (or so, ndr) ".
Then I reeled off his World Cup appearances and his brief appearance at Udinese. "In Udine I do not have work." Then she adds, and I answered: 'A little sorry not to attend the World Cup, but when I see these coaches ... (and the hand gesture is a very Italian, ed.) Only Germany, however, I enjoyed playing against Australia. "
Then said that is also an ambassador for the World Cup in Qatar in 2022 and comments:" Without dreams, it is not worth living. "
asks who now plays the Brazil tonight, say goodbye and goes like the wind that brings the winter.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Makita Dcs520i Manuel Shop
A mild winter in South Africa. Ke Nako .* - part 3 -
Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
Jozi, June 13, 2010
Today is (was) a day. The
is sensed by small clear signals. It was in the warm, palpable as the warm rays of the sun heat the African IBC Plaza in Johannesburg.
today in the northern hemisphere would be December 13 and would miss eight days at the solstice. While the mare nostrum
IBC Fabbrico statistics, net of stupidity over the Alps, some absurd requests and satisfaction staff that allows me to enjoy this African trip, I try to stay calm, looking for the karma chasing for time immemorial.
Sooner or later I'll find it. Dig in the depths of myself, I will fight with myself, but eventually overtake them. For now, I'd be happy not to run in depressing existential self-analysis and small intolerance.
I just look at the guys who cook in the enormous outdoor barbecue roasting meat and vegetables constantly, every day, continuously. They sing and dance, as they turn skewers and pounds of meat. They are happy and cheerful. A real show.
The technical side
E 'Cup finally started. At the moment nothing
ecclatante to report. Who has had the fortune (?) To attend all the matches will agree that the pace is low, the ball is played a lot (about the statistics) and not too well and at the moment, it just marks. The only exception is Germany a few hours ago he demolished Australia. I liked the
Ghana. In the hotel we
important guests, Denmark Morten Olsen, who today (June 14) will play against Holland here in Jo'burg. Meanwhile
makes its debut tonight, the National Assembly.
Brescia Brescia has contributed to what was going to demolish my day. It 's over evil. Like maybe he was right. I will not complain. I'm disappointed, but proud.
Players who have worn the jersey of Toro from January to date, there'll never forget it. Bianchi, Serena, D'Ambrosio, Pestrin, Scaglia I quote a few ... but I swear my memory will remain forever in football.
not have hit the target for a while, but I want to thank them. Thanks for showing that the field should not be names. In the field are men. You can lose, but giving it all for the shirt. Thanks anyway.
Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
Jozi, June 13, 2010
Today is (was) a day. The
is sensed by small clear signals. It was in the warm, palpable as the warm rays of the sun heat the African IBC Plaza in Johannesburg.
today in the northern hemisphere would be December 13 and would miss eight days at the solstice. While the mare nostrum
IBC Fabbrico statistics, net of stupidity over the Alps, some absurd requests and satisfaction staff that allows me to enjoy this African trip, I try to stay calm, looking for the karma chasing for time immemorial.
Sooner or later I'll find it. Dig in the depths of myself, I will fight with myself, but eventually overtake them. For now, I'd be happy not to run in depressing existential self-analysis and small intolerance.
I just look at the guys who cook in the enormous outdoor barbecue roasting meat and vegetables constantly, every day, continuously. They sing and dance, as they turn skewers and pounds of meat. They are happy and cheerful. A real show.
The technical side
E 'Cup finally started. At the moment nothing
ecclatante to report. Who has had the fortune (?) To attend all the matches will agree that the pace is low, the ball is played a lot (about the statistics) and not too well and at the moment, it just marks. The only exception is Germany a few hours ago he demolished Australia. I liked the
Ghana. In the hotel we
important guests, Denmark Morten Olsen, who today (June 14) will play against Holland here in Jo'burg. Meanwhile
makes its debut tonight, the National Assembly.
Brescia Brescia has contributed to what was going to demolish my day. It 's over evil. Like maybe he was right. I will not complain. I'm disappointed, but proud.
Players who have worn the jersey of Toro from January to date, there'll never forget it. Bianchi, Serena, D'Ambrosio, Pestrin, Scaglia I quote a few ... but I swear my memory will remain forever in football.
not have hit the target for a while, but I want to thank them. Thanks for showing that the field should not be names. In the field are men. You can lose, but giving it all for the shirt. Thanks anyway.
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