Published in the "Fund" www.mirorenzaglia.org of 13 December '10
What drives a fan of Turin to go and see a team that collects figures painful for years and ranks Carneades who fit the name Caesar and Iunco maybe in January will go away? The pride of being part of the Marathon, one of the curves that have made the history of Italian supporters. To feel part of something bigger and try to stop time, to return to 90 'when the stadium was the collective ritual of Sunday. Or, similarly, what door, when the satellite TV offer the dribbling of the subtleties of Messi or Robben comfortably there on the small screen, a fan of Ternana or Verona to take hours and hours of travel for a game of First Division and of the players after the game not even greet them? Membership in your group. It's not that we must be happy, that, yes, but take note: the ultras was able to continue to aggregate in a liquid society is increasingly fragmented.
Roberto Stracca, Tifo, violence, pride. In the last curve tribes
was a September day nine years ago. At this point I was fifteen or sixteen. Like many others I could not satisfy the school, the girls of the family. Maybe the books were already there and maybe something to write, but I needed more. He arrived shortly after the policy, but it was exciting as my first "initiation" adolescence. It will be a forum that was better than a garage-section, then the idea that I would have changed the political will that was something more alive. As Robert says Stracca in his latest article in the November 22, 2010 on Corsera , in a world without naja, without politics, without aggregation, there is the stadium as thousands of young people to the square. Or maybe there was. For the game, passion, madness. But still there had to be.
worried that I was a teenager, of course I could not be satisfied. There was Rome, there was the incredible South Bend Giallorossi were the years the league, so what better way? Yes, of course, I went there with my friends: I also subscribe, and I experienced the magic of running up the stairs after the gates of the stadium: hand controls, (or when you pushed past them all together, like a human tide, to enter without ticket. But there were no filters as now), and increases the pace even more when you're on the steps already hear the chorus and when you reach the end you have all the Olympic open before you. It was there, too. How was the football I was playing every Sunday morning. Put the boots, gloves, and excited for that too. But not enough for me. I had to fill on Saturday of that madness.
In Rome we know there is Rome Lazio. A Lazio reverse the order. But what I say will change little. A passion for football that fills a city, taking its bedroom communities. Maybe football is what remains of the soul of a city that is losing its soul (or maybe he lost some time). But there, nine years ago, there was another team, the third team in the capital: the Lodigiani. His story was more or less a fairy tale: born in 1972 as a corporate team of a firm of builders (the manufacturers Lodigiani precisely) to win the championship in 1983 at the Inter-arrival then in Serie C2. At the time, played in the district of Lodi San Basilio, to Frank John, who had feared a field, a "bucket" given the animosity of the populous district of Rome. Then he moved to the Stadio Flaminio, in the early 90s and also comes in C1 touching even the B-series losing play-off match with Salernitana.
the Lodigiani I know her very well. Like all kids my age playing football. Because the youth had a Lodigiani important, perhaps one of the largest in Italy in the sports center of Borghesiana (where he still found the National). For us who dreamed of a future as the players Lodigani was like the Roma or Lazio. But at first team level was still a team to Serie C1. He played at the Flaminio, which is a huge stadium. If you looked at the images on television that stage you saw it empty. And that September nine years ago, Lodi was a team in freefall who had lost the splendor of the past decade. But wandering
made a discovery. There were the Ultra Lodi! There was a group of boys who followed the team since 1996, especially following her everywhere. In every place of Italy, in any business, without skipping one. They were very, very few. But they played the drum, and had a retro, 70's and 80's in South curve no longer went out of fashion. If you give a fuck then that the policy was fashion. I decided to throw myself headlong in that September of 2001. It was everything I needed.
I remember that I arrived there at the Flaminio accompanied by my father. Then picked me up in return. But then of course he was not longer allowed on my part. I lived far away from the Flaminio. I had to take a bus, then another, then almost all the way to the metro, and then take the famous tram from Piazza Mancini 2 (also known as Port Olimpico). Obviously, since the Lodigiani played on Saturday afternoon and Saturday morning I went to school I was leaving school with a sandwich. Alone. He managed to bring three friends over time, but did not return a second time. To hell with it rub on Saturday and kid, I had to go and see the Lodi!
bought the shirt in the group, which had little to define self-sufficient. Tifa whole game like a madman. I met the other guys in the band for a few years and that became my world. The group had a fanzine, even the self-sufficient, and since one week after starting to write. Always. It 'grows from there that my passion for writing, in spite of all those who say that the Ultra is only violence. For me it was fun. It was commitment. It was fun. He was sharing. It was not the company liquid and disintegrated television.
I was in the stands empty for three years of Flaminio. But now I do not want to talk more than me. Why Ultrà Lodigiani still exist, despite their history, certainly not known, the typical history of modern football.
In those three years of cheering, the Lodi was relegated in 2003 and relegated to C2 in series D. It was a repechage to save her from the abyss. But at that time the company is close to the company Group Cisco Lodigiani. The company's president in addition to being very rich in calcium also has the ball, and his name years before he had felt for the purchase of Lazio. In addition there was an amateur team for years, Cisco Collatino. The ultra Lodigiani understood what the fly was happening and boycotted a hybridity that was being created (which was named Cisco Lodigiani). In 2005 the Lodi disappeared altogether, to make way for Cisco Roma. Virtually company bought a football team, taking the name and history. This would also disappear due to the Ultra. But this did not happen.
no longer had the team since the New Lodi company founded shortly after departed completely from the youth sector. For years the Ultras have followed the children of Junior, and have not stopped screaming their anger against Cisco which was advertising with Di Canio in the field
... ... In 2008, the story seems start from the first category. Back to the top, Stracca wondered what prompted the ultras of Turin, the renamed and dell'Hellas Italy for shooting the teams now in decline. The ultra Lodigiani off again instead of the first category, which is hell of football for those who had left his team in C. Last year there was the jump in promotion, but the Ultras have all been warned. For a country to fight in a game of first-class ...
Many teams have gone bankrupt in recent years. And now I'm in hell of football. Many teams of football heaven have never known. But their ultras are still there. In spite of everything. Certainly the ultras has blemishes as well Stracca said. But even good things. The ultra
Lodigiani are still there. And I wish there were still 16 year old kid who only need this to feel viv
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