Totti started despite his ankle problems, we started ok, played moderately brightly at first with some nice stuff from Pizarro, then as soon as we conceded just before half time we just fucking disintegrated. our defending was shocking, Mexes made a few (uncharacteristic but awful) errors the mid-field were just absent, our concentration was non-existent, no-one seemed to know what they were doing, we were lucky not to have Totti off, and as a mate pointed out by text we could have played until christmas and not fuc
they totally deserved to win [/gritted teeth]
but 3-0?! christ all cun
let's look for the positives: nobody stabbed me. Woo!
I have more to say about the experience, the coreografia & its organisation, the singing, the journey, the emotions, all that. but not tonight. I'd like to leave you with this pleasing song, to the tune of Don't cry for me Argentina:
laziale pezzo di merda
tutta la curva ti insulta
questo canzone è per te
con tutto l'odio che c'è
sempre più grande....
e minchia ma quanto è più grande l'odio dopo stasera