tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post4054925500593798753..comments2007-04-21T09:05:33.223+02:00Spangly Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00298207390810348915noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-62252194439193341832007-04-21T09:05:00.000+02:002007-04-21T09:05:00.000+02:00Inter just suck don't they?<BR/>I mean, seriously. They're so average. They just suck.<BR/>- ARAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-61112378864095819092007-04-20T00:40:00.000+02:002007-04-20T00:40:00.000+02:00Inter can only win the scudetto this weekend if Roma lose. I think.Pathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10562844048305070041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-5837217926754733942007-04-19T22:55:00.000+02:002007-04-19T22:55:00.000+02:00ieri ero in un locale a vedere la partita<BR/>ero talmente contento che ho praticamente lasciato perdere le prove che dovevano essere iniziate alle 17 ma non era nemmeno cominciata!:)punknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-48445565402730547282007-04-19T20:56:00.000+02:002007-04-19T20:56:00.000+02:00It was a share in a lamb, not a ham. And a lonza (not the leggera sort) and a couple of salamis on my own account, which went down well with neighbours and colleagues, and all manner of bottles of wine and odds and sods. And very tacky Big Cups, of course. With amateur bike races, they often just used to pile up all the prizes they'd scabbed off local tradesmen on a table and then the winner would get first pick, second place next, and so on. If the field was small, sometimes you got to go round twice. I've actually seen it done for races in the UK as well, although a lot of the prizes were bike stuff rather than general produce; it was a while back though, when my mum was racing.Albert Herringnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-25261646616170698332007-04-19T18:52:00.000+02:002007-04-19T18:52:00.000+02:00It reminds me of Richard Virenque winning his weight in cheese in a Savoyard village where a TdF stage ended one year. They had a big balance, and he sat on one side while they piled cheeses in the other. And our own Herring once won a ham in a Marchigiano road race, which was great for his team mates but pretty useless to his vegetarian self.de vertalerinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-14584315435501765462007-04-19T16:10:00.000+02:002007-04-19T16:10:00.000+02:002 rolls of roofing asphalt per player...<BR/><BR/>:oD :oD :oD<BR/><BR/>stop it ! my throat hurts, my stomache hurts, I'm all cried out :oD :oD :oD<BR/><BR/> I'm not coming back here for at least a week :oD :oD :oD...TrentToffeenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-65068216217618050322007-04-19T14:53:00.000+02:002007-04-19T14:53:00.000+02:00What a fantastic idea. <BR/><BR/>Although if they did it in Scotland it would allow us Celtic fans to wallow in our paranoia and say "see they are all against us!"martinobhoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03522543551929277906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-23173710509879091552007-04-19T14:05:00.000+02:002007-04-19T14:05:00.000+02:00Mancini isn't fat! or slow! Tsk. go away and watch the goal against Lyon 50 times and sit on the stairs until bedtime.Spangly Princesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00298207390810348915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13634417.post-53597105985741777222007-04-19T13:24:00.000+02:002007-04-19T13:24:00.000+02:00Fantastic !! I love it :0) What a wonderful idea. Damn those clever Italian broadcasters for thinking of it first.<BR/><BR/> Alas, I don't see it working over here. Can you imagine it on R5-live ? Spooney : "And whats your gift to Man U ?". Caller : "Well that Ferdinand c*nt is going to kop a knuckle-duster between the eyes". What works in Italy would simply be lost elsewhere.<BR/><BR/> Best keep Mancini away from the ice-cream and candy-floss though. He's fatter than me (and slower) :0)<BR/><BR/>Lovely post.<BR/><BR/>TT.TrentToffeenoreply@blogger.com