Holidays With Crys: Perchè Perchè?

Perchè perchè?                                                            Why why?

La domenica mi lasci sempre sola                          On Sundays you always leave me alone

Per andare a vedere la partita della Roma?        To go and see the Roma match

Perchè, Perchè!                                                            Because, Because!

Tifo Roma tifo Roma alè alè!                                   I root for Roma I root for Roma!


Tonight, my father is treating me to something I haven’t had the pleasure of doing in a very, very long time. I’m off to watch a Roma match at the Stadio Olimpico. Things have changed a lot since I last went, The diehard fans are protesting the new restrictions and limitations which makes it almost impossible to buy tickets, and they’ve put up ridiculous plasitc dividers in the Curva Sud so that the fans look like penned cattle. We didn’t get tickets for the Curva Sud though, as if the hardcore fans decide to boycott this game too we’re not going to be scabs and walk into the Curva by ourselves, but we’ve got tickets for the sides.

Roma – Porto, qualifying game for the Champions League. I’m a little too excited about this.

If any of you out there are football fans following the Champions League, feel free to use this comments section as an open thread of discussion again.

In the meantime, I’m going to get myself an unofficial Roma scarf, hold it high over my head and sing the Roma anthem with everyone else.

This is what that looks like


And if we win, we will thank them, and sing Grazie Roma



The lyrics are beautiful, about love and unity and passion. If any of you are interested in them, I’ll post the translations below the fold. I know some of you like to read Italian, so you might like to see if you got them right, though I warn you they are in Roman dialect!


Give That Guy Another Medal

More role-model worthy news coming out of the Olympics, this time in male tennis.


According to the Evening Standard, when BBC reporter John Inverdale praised Murray for being the first “person” to win two Olympic medals in tennis, Murray interjected with a gentle reminder that women are people too. 

“You’re the first person ever to win two Olympic tennis gold medals,” Inverdale said. “That’s an extraordinary feat, isn’t it?”

“I think Venus and Serena [Williams] have won about four each,” he said.

Oh dear. Aaawkwaard. The reporter found a way to save a little face, given that Murray is in fact the only person to win two consecutive gold medals in tennis. Of course, that’s not what the reporter meant. Women’s athletics has always been largely ignored, and I love seeing male athletes calling that out.

Let’s Talk About EURO2016

I sense a need amongst the FtB followers for a space to talk about the EURO2016, as discussions about it are bleeding into other posts. So, here it is!

I am a soccer fan. Always have been, always will be. However, I am also under revision right now, so this year I will only be watching the Italy matches, at least as long as Italy is in play. When it comes to those matches, I will be discussing them also, but feel free to use this comments section to discuss any match you please.

A 46 year old curse has been broken.

I have never suffered a match as much as I suffered through that one. Ever. Up until the last second, it was neck and neck. Ah well. This is the EUROs that’s going down in history, right? Up is down, day is night, Germany finally managed to beat Italy and Iceland is kicking butt.

Now that we’re out of the running, I am actually hoping that Iceland goes all the way.

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Spare Me Your Entertainment Judgement, Thanks

We are in the midst of EURO2016, and I am watching as much of it as I can. I used to follow soccer (or football, or whatever you want to call it) far more than I do now, but I do miss it. Despite the fact that I have been watching less and less of it over the years, I still get annoyed with people who can’t wait for an international championship to roll around so that they can post their lofty status updates about how superior they are to the unwashed masses. “Football is nothing more than a bunch of millionaires kicking a ball around, you do realize that, right? Oooh how exciting for you, how interesting.”

Yes. Football is a bunch of millionaires kicking a ball around. And Hollywood movies are a bunch of millionaires pretending to be someone they’re not. And singers are a bunch of millionaires fitting words to a tune.

Pretty much every form of entertainment can be boiled down to something that sounds stupid and a waste of time and money. The fact of the matter is, human beings are attracted to art, and they are attracted to talent. It takes talent to kick a football around the way that they do at the EURO2016. It also takes talent to act the way that Tom Hanks acts, to sing the way that Adele sings, to dance the way that Beyonce dances.

You might not find those forms of entertainment interesting, and that’s fine. Many love movies, but find dancing boring. Many love football, but think that the talent it takes to hit a baseball is boring to watch. Many people love rock, or jazz, but hate opera. It’s not because it takes less talent to be an opera singer, it just takes a different kind of talent, one that some don’t find appealing.

You also might make the argument that people should not get so emotionally invested over the outcome of a match, or the message of a movie, to resort to getting into fights over it. Also there I would agree with you. But please, spare me the holier-than-thou attitude. You’re not a highly evolved being because you are part of the elite who “figured out” that football can be boiled down to “kicking a ball around”. So you don’t find it entertaining, great, don’t watch it. I’m sure there are movies or songs you like which I won’t find entertaining either. But I defy you to find a single person in the world who does not find some form of talent compelling to watch. It is in our nature, it’s part of what makes us human, and your preferred talent is not morally superior to mine.

You can save your elitism for your private cocktail parties. In the meantime, I’ve got work to do. I’ve a match to catch at 9.