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Those who, this year "What the fuck do for New Years?? Decide



The Same Old Story.

The same old story. You get to a point of the year when we inevitably begin to ask: "But a new year, what the hell do we do?". And everyone starts shooting cartridges trivial solution, unthinkable or classic. Each, in its way, something to say. There are those who want to escape from the city, who prefer to stay in the area, those who want to eat like a pig (as if you have not already done during the Christmas holidays), who wants to go dancing to disco all night and the next morning to the after part, but those who do not care last year because in the end is a day like the others and then prefer to stay at home and do not be too late for the after Matthew goes skiing (all references herein are fictitious Ciccio).
And so, in the large group of friends in the bar, always fire the general survey on what to do. Always arrives on time a person wins the prize this year Linda with his trip to Berlin, he wants to schedule it and proposed his idea in mid-October. Obviously no one seriously rope to the one sighted, so the hypothesis is discarded with accuracy with phrases like, "It 's still soon, we talk about it calmly later but I am here. "
Then, once in November is what I try to drag more people outside the walls of the same old town, in our case Imola. This year, unlike the years, we find a new entry: Simona. And 'she was to be turned on by the Florentine New Year, and tried to drag everyone in the Tuscan capital. It' was so persuasive that, of course, James (the veteran of these ideas) took the ball with her and was devoted to the organization of the evening. The initiative was initially met with great success: it seemed that they went to the ground in a dozen purple. eranto The only problems finding a hotel that harbored so many people and the means of transport with which to go to the goal. Seemingly simple problems to solve, but damn and annoyingly endless. Initially we try to reconcile all the participants with their needs: to go but the train leg back in the car because it is more convenient to return to sleep in a place near the center, but on a budget, making a mega dinner before going to the streets and end the evening in a dance hall. Result: membership jumping, chestnuts bursting to the organizers and 12 we find ourselves in 5. However, I personally have great respect for those who continue undeterred to surrender and not wanting to "escape" from Imola for the final night of the year. It is not easy to organize, take it and go. To appreciate this last year that James was in Rome with Luvana, Easter, Linda, Andrew and Bobby (by the way, what happened to it? Is still in the States? But coming back?).
And then you get to mid-December with the butts in my throat what to do. At the end comes the prince on a white horse who is given the right to do to those who do not go away. Maz was the hero with his exit: "Dinner at Poggio Pollino and then Kartodromo. Economically wasteful, it's true. But one thing to do for those who remain in Imola.
So Bar former New Year 2000 is soon marked. To recap: James and his henchmen to Florence, Moro and Nena in their home in Sestola, everyone else at Poggio Pollino (sequel to the Refuge of Gourmet last year). The boys
important is not what you do, but who does it. So I invite all those attending the ball not to break the balls on the prices of the restaurant, the menu or the program of the evening with phrases like "I'll have to come to dinner" or "What balls do not do anything." If you have come reluctantly, was at home as Fabio ago. And if you come just concentrate on one thing: fun with friends.
The only thing that matters to us that we are the ones that once again we do not know what the hell to do New Year.

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Baraonda Cafe-New Team 5-4.

game for the faint of heart. Rampant under water (hahaha), was played in early December, the last game of the 2010 Baraonda Cafe.
Tozzoni the spectators were about fifteen, needless to say all fans of the home team. Congratulations to them for their devotion to the colors despite the cold and rain.
Bttilega had to do without goalkeeper with 5 to 6, for this reason it has been deployed Salvatori between the posts from the first minute. Tailors were available, Mazzanti, Pirazzini, Impagnatiello, Poli and Sabatini. Ready
e Mazzanti took the lead thanks to the owners of the CASD a play of his. Apparently bomber has Lucone a score to settle with the team's bowling: every time he sees you playing enhances optimal levels.
Unfortunately, the joy fades away goals after a few minutes, when Motta even the score from open play from a corner. And yet the small sample of the New Team can bring to benefit the residents who, as usual, keep the pace down, close to perfection and leave quickly hurting their opponents as soon as possible. Reaction
pride of orange that is thrown forward and had several chances to score. Poli, and Sarti Paque touch the goal several times. So Sabatini is now increasingly the last bastion of defense orange, to create the network of momentary tie with a beautiful scheme executed to perfection by Mazzanti.
Before the end of time no room for the third goal of Baraonda. Packaging Poli wonderfully personal Impagnatiello action (which may soon become the Imola fifa player of the year, according to recent polls Blog Kitten Melandri) and leads to rest his team ahead.
In the second half, anything goes: poles, foul, guard, miracle of goalies and whistles in the case of the usual referee (yeah, him). And then the game, despite having a look at the slow pace of the game boring, it becomes a general uproar. The New Team, the defending champions, once again demonstrates his entire experience and with a deadly two moves ahead. Missing about five minutes to go when Battilega calls a time out and seems to want to replace Mazzanti. But the number 11 to the coach asks politely not to do so is replaced Tailors and the decision is apt. The two P, Paquita and Poli, re-open the game after Andrew had hit the woodwork inside sensational. 4-4 and missing a little over a minute. In these cases it often happens that the Baraonda, struck by the eagerness to win the match, ends up losing. Instead Poli still a matter of seconds from the end, find the hole to pierce the goalkeeper and sent into a frenzy curve, and bench coach. 5-4. The final minute of recovery is a terrible suffering, but the whistle marks the end of the first round. The

Baraonda closes in 2010 to third place with 12 points on 21 available. The goal of salvation is nearer, but to achieve this we must win at least another three games. However, the next round of Battilega Band, is expected until a later date in the Coppa Andrea Costa, where the boys in orange shirt will challenge them again, the champions of the New Team. On the ground enemies ITIS favorite part, because more experienced and used to playing in large spaces. However, the Baraonda I will give it all and if he plays like he did for many games in this league we can do it.
Come on guys, come on Baraonda!

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Leoni Force !!!!! Still

After two very good tests, especially on the defensive against The Fisherman's Restaurant and Sen Spirit, yielding the beauty of 6 points on the same number available tonight Baraonda Cafe Hsl face the reigning champions of the New Team.
is not the team of Holly Hutton & Co to Italy on a depopulated in 90 years, but it's certainly a good team of futsal players are very experienced and savvy with a great desire to demonstrate that the lack of points in the standings is only one case. Mister
Battilega tonight will not be available and Rio Cornaz, which will almost certainly be replaced by Paque and Tweety.
Unless last-minute defections observe a turn of rest Polino and Mr. B. that have performed well in previous releases. These
the regaz available:

- Diego most likely will play in goal, and the absence of its travel in the middle of the field will be safe. The qualities of porter are not discussed then ...... Diegone FORCE !!!!!

- Dini: our defensive leader is ready to drag us with excellent closures and its evil ... PUYOL competitive as ever !!!!!

- Piraz: After Mister B. perhaps the best field in the victory with Sen Spirit. We hope to bring in all the will and the determination of the last game. It approffitta to tell you a secret: sometimes a gollettino there sucks, just piles and sleepers ... ALMOST GRADUATED !!!!!

- Dave: Our David "Gazza" Sarti is ready to take us to victory tonight, and even after the game. Its brilliant game there are always start with a one goal advantage over rivals because it does not matter whether right, left or in the head but he always beats ... FERRINI AICSI !!!!!

- Paque: the pet is ready to wear orange t-shirt for the second time in 2010 ... If you did the first two goals, now we want a hat-trick ... OUTSTANDING !!!!!

- Tweety: This run, defend and score (cited). What can I say?? A fortune in having a team that, as for Milan Ibra alone can change a game ... OUR ZINGARACCIO !!!!!

- Maz: in recent games has committed more in defense than in the offensive, and this led him to not be a big threat to opposing defenses. Let's hope he wakes up in the animal instinct ... O 'EDMUNDO ANIMAL !!!!!

- Audience: now part of the team. Also present: either the rain with the snow never abandons us. We hope that our performance is worthy of our wonderful audience ... EXTREME !!!!!

Password: WIN !!!!!

Forza Leoni ...

Maz # 11

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Baraonda

This is what I wrote a guy who plays in the Sen Spirit.

penultimate day of the first round and the Sen Spirit, returned from a strip of positive results against Baraonda cafe is playing an important part in qualification for the playoffs.
important game, but where the performance of the players who usually make the difference fell short, including Bandera, after a great start to the season that did not regret Nerio, stumbled into a bad night. Starting
negative race for the boys of Profs. Cantagalli, not "bite" the ankles of their opponents for Baraonda is too easy to draw conclusions, and the advantage after a court found the wrong door.
few minutes later doubled the hosts before, exploiting the time of the speaker unit is surprised by a shot from enough angular position and then bring on 3-0.
Time-out called by the blue-orange and prompt reaction of the boys at last with a correct pressure to prevent opponents to come out with the ball from his own half and they can before the end of the first half to shorten. According
time he sees the home team take the field with the right character and the first with Rensi M. Ghirelli and then find the balance. To report a good second half of Bandera trying to redeem past mistakes. When it seemed that the Spirit Sen was in the process of "passing" with a fine solo effort finds the Baraonda 4-3. End of game where the kids touch the house several times a draw even though more with heart than with the organization. Over the last few minutes Baraonda off guard is the 6-3 may be too heavy for Sen Spirit. Devis
Vivoli (for Sen Spirit)

This is what I write. The

Baraonda wins in head to head away a very important for the ranking. And it does so in the best way, convincing and deserve. Lacking
Salvatori and 4 of the 5 goalkeepers members, the new DS De Luca B convene at the last minute, the seasonal debut, and Morovingi. The imagination and the goalkeeper will be absolutely decisive. The orange
good start: it is news. Not happened much. In the first few minutes of play the hosts of Sen Spirit touch on one occasion only goal with a shot from the edge that deviated Morovingi sends out time: it seems goals, but the goalkeeper with a shot feline retrieves the position and collects the ball before it crosses the goal line. But it is only a "flash". Log
B and the music changes. On the first occasion the number 70 brings the advantage Baraonda. With a great team move, get the second goal. B Still, he made three to zero. At this point, the Battilega Band closes in defense and wrong. Not because it defends bad, but most think that advantage to manage to close the match. Before the end of time Sabatini and friends devour a couple of clear chances, with the complicity of some interventions brilliant goalkeeper (which I think has held up to the cabin Sen Spirit, if not more than 3-6, there was the risk they take it back 9). And of course, their striker built the network of 1-3, after one of his companions had mistaken the only opportunity afforded to homeowners.
The second half started with team orders precise: we manage two goals ahead and hit when we have opportunity, we go wrong too. Battilega, over time is becoming wiser. He knows that the "Saints" is one of the most feared teams in the league and that before you close the game, the better. The problem is that despite the excellent defensive performance of the team (and is already the second game that managed to close with some consistency), the orange did not take advantage of the scoring they have. What does that instead Sen Spirit (and we must act to give kids Cantagalli). So, in a quarter of an hour, you get the draw. 3-3. It is here, you decide the game. In these cases usually a team that wins 3-0 and you replace collapses. Not Baraonda. If there is a quality that former 2000guys have is that they never give up. It 'happened rarely see these ten dissolute give equal before the end. It clearly has not happened on Wednesday. B rolls up his sleeves and shows off the best numbers of his repertoire. Recovers the ball in the defense part in the counterattack discards three men: the last makes a foul, the referee whistles (and I will talk about this later). Three opponents recover the position, but 70 takes the ball again and discard them all three in a patch of the field before depositing the ball behind goalkeeper dell'incolpevole. Europol, which is celebrated by fans orange, out in force as usual. Sen Spirit seeking a reaction, but is punished first by De Luca served at the far post with an assist from heel indescribable B, and then by the same B, which marks another of its network. In addition, the gate door closes Morovingi orange and Sen Spirit there is nothing to be done. Indeed, it is protected by post and holy holy cross, refusing to Baraonda to close the game with a result much more round, as well as their number one, undoubtedly the best in the field of the owners home. The game ended with the expulsion of De Luca shock which I'll discuss later.

personal opinion. Mamma mia
that game. Well done again everyone. Morovingi overwhelming and time it is called into question answered always present. In the second half, when the team suffers him to keep it afloat. Pirazzini when gambling is a safety determination, determination and malice. Next Fabietto so. Cornazzani play is very true, but it is always a weapon more for orange. Back to the door is always mates and tow every ball that rains from the sky with great safety. Mazzanti is also very useful on defense where he is improving greatly from game to game. He understands what he must do and done with the utmost care. De Luca was decisive. There is little to do, his last performance is emphasizing this fact. He plays well and scores. Too bad for the expulsion. Sabatini is a lion. The role of the latest and defensive leader of the team is more his own. It does not fear any opponent when they make mistakes and immediately tries to fix it. And then there's B. B is B, we can not say more.
Congratulations also to the coach. Battilega now has acquired a taste and it shows.

Aribtro.
I will not dwell on the amount of whistle against us almost embarrassing at some point in the game (which as already said many times there are, to err is human). Visibly irritated by the famous banners a few games ago, pulls out a red card for "protest" (as he writes in the report) just to spoil the party at Baraonda. I'm not saying that there could be. But do not use the same yardstick and the explanation that provides is not in heaven or on earth. De Luca is a foul on the edge of the area, is the sixth. While the referee's back is out a "vaccagare but" the race director interprets it as a protest against negligence. Severe enough to cause him to pull out, a game virtually over, the direct red. Now, aside from the fact that the exclamation could not be called to it, it became clear that would punish someone from the team. It is to make victims Berlusconi, but the attitude taken during the whole race was not the most correct. Even a player of Sen Spirit (I can not name, then you understand who it is) tells him that he has reversed the throw, but he does not want and does not correct its decision. Remains the best race director met with two years of AICS, but the decision to expel De Luca was clearly a "punishment" (made famous for the Tozzoni) Baraonda to harm in some way.
That said, the Cafe Baraonda Hsl hopes that there are more episodes like this: if the above-mentioned issue is closed, it is really closed.

next appointment with the orange, Friday at 21.30 to Tozzoni against the reigning champions of the New Team. Let's take a revenge after the sudden elimination in the semifinals last year.
Force Baraonda!

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ROSARIBRA!! Goodbye My Old


Rosaribra here in a photo footage.

Minute 45 of Baraonda Cafè-Il Pescatore Restaurant. Counterattack of the owners. Cornazzani receives the ball back to the door with a touch of genius first intention, dissociates De Luca, who hit safely in the bag of the net 2-1.
E 'here comes the legend of Rosaribra. The youth of Naples, as he sees the ball in the net turns to his teammates and celebrates opening their arms and strutting like the champion AC Milan. Friday, we witnessed the birth of a star, dear readers.
But let's step back.

In the hours leading up to the game it seemed that the Baraonda was intended to address the green and white with a few men available to Battilega. Apart from the absent Salvatori, the orange had the dubious goalkeeper. Cavallo was called last minute and, after an audition, fell regularly on the field. Armani also convened in extremis, to début with HSL, and Poli.
The game starts and the guests immediately take the reins of the game within their grasp. They move a lot and make good ball movement. Become hazardous Contadellucci But Mazzanti stationed on the goal line, denying the joy of the goals the team Lovedori. After the usual
BEGINNING Baraonda released, which finally began to shift from team and can run the ball well. Inputs and Poli Armaroli It also makes a kind of pressure on fishermen. And by a recovery of the ball in midfield Biancoverde, Tweety is Andrea, lurking at the far post, took the lead and oranges. The time ends cover 1-0.
In the second half, as it was fair to imagine, Bass, and members become alive with the insistence by the parties of Horse, but always respond effectively. The Baraonda acts of touch and closes with the hope not to be a draw. What comes naturally. After an action manual Pirazzini, which first takes up Bartolini, then the crossbar, the referee reversed a throw. From here born tie temporary guests, able to take advantage of naive couples Sabatini Sarti. 1-1. The Baraonda you leave take the heat to win the game and started to jump forward in disorder, as usual. However, unable to defend themselves effectively and does not suffer too much attempts opponents. And at 45 minutes
, comes the goal Rosaribra. Goals that guests can not replace, also because of the crossbar for Cavallo, chipped from Contadellucci.
And so, the Baraonda rooms with six points in the standings, leaving behind Sen Spirit, New Team of DLF and a length of three.

personal opinion.
Friday we have all played an excellent game. If you always play so, managed to save easily. A note on poles and Armani. The first game in silence, and marks the most important moment. The latter has given a good performance and fits just great in the "patterns" of Baraonda.
Rosaribra decided the match, then the palm of the match can only go to him. But overall, really good at all. Edo, Maz, Pira, Cornaz (he plays five minutes, put in goal and De Luca says, "but because they are strong"), Dini were all authors of a good game.
As for the match, reviewing the images, I think it was to see one of the worst games ever for the lack of opportunities and goals. But it was nice to play. Balanced, poised and fight until the last breath from both teams.
Congratulations to them (who were without Visani and Dari, remember), but also to us and let's enjoy this victory until tomorrow.

Tomorrow.
At 20.30 in the Holy Spirit will be played against the formation of Sen Spirit. Fedrigo will be convened, and will attend all seven major elements of the team. We expect two main parts before the winter break. Stay behind Sen is that New Team Spirit before the break would be important in view of the second round, where many teams surely will buy players of the highest caliber. So, come on guys, in the field to win as always.
Leoni, more than ever, come Baraonda!

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GOODBYE MY OLD

Luca Mazzanti

I never thought that the Bar in 2000, our bar, our house and sometimes our shelter could close, it did not seem possible, but unfortunately 14/11/2010 today after almost 25 years has ceased to exist.

This morning when I realized that would be the 'last day in there I tried to spend as much time as possible to let him know that I never wanted to leave, hoping that never comes time to say goodbye.

to 6 years of our lives we've been in many more time at the Bar and in our homes, living, growing, laughing and sometimes crying always there ... always together.

Tonight when I saw the lights for the last time I cried, I tried to hold back, but the memories have had soppravvento and I could not hold back my tears.

For many will have been a stupid, pointless, but instead we had a sense, the importance that the place had to me is indescribable.

I saw many sad faces and this was the testimony of the immense importance and value that the Bar 2000 had for us ...

At this moment I can not see me in another bar because "love" experienced by for those four walls is too strong, and the question "where we will from now on?" I just can not answer.

However, the most important thing is the group, our group, which may not fall apart like hot and intense after 6 long years, because if that place has meant so much to us, much of the credit is for people who have attended and still attend it, from beginning to end, from A to Z, with all their strengths and their weaknesses.

So my call is not to be deterred by this sad event, but to fight together to stay together, to show that we are stronger than any adversity ... So

you just have to say goodbye, you just have to tell you ....

GOODBYE MY OLD !!!!!



TWO LINES OF DAVE
I still remember the first time they took us to come to the Bar 2000. It was an afternoon in late May 2005 and in those days myself, James, Rio and Marani, looking for a place to set up Milan Club Imola.
By chance, we decided to try to ask the owner if she would have liked the idea. She said there: "I Juventina, but I will leave the club do the same."
And there began our adventure. Unfortunately, the historical group of
Tozzoni scilose is, for various reasons, so some of those people, they decided to change residence. What opportunities Best of the Bar 2000? Bar a fresh change management, where he established the Milan Club and attended by a few close friends. A perfect location for a group of friends who attended for many years.
So, slowly, we began to establishment there. Soon we made acquaintance with Emily and Alin, who will never stop thanking you for the kindness with which they treated us especially at the beginning of our adventure from customers. We had everything at our disposal: mortar, table tennis, bar. We passed a whole winter among those four walls, one at a time by integrating one more member of what is our current group. I remember for example the placement Mez, Pira, Linda, Ringo, Petro, Cippo and so on. Until you get to the summer marking the inevitable turning of the group.
After winning the World Cup, attended by figures such as Cino, and Mr. Merlo Giamma Bandini, began to turn to 2000 some small sbruffoncelli that invade our ping-pong. Not only that they also had the presumption that we can beat. And that's where it all started.
soon be fifteen, became thirty. Until you get to today, in our group have included many other people, but where most of us remained on our side. And this is the most beautiful and magic that brought the Bar 2000. I remember in the past four years of cohabitation some exits together as the famous night at Butter, birthdays in some little-known restaurants, the dinners in front of the bar, the New Year celebrations in the bar, three against three, the socket 2000, the challenges in mortar, those with a cue, the ' videopocker era and play the ball, the square of calcium, along with the evenings, afternoons and endless nights before the bar closed, the card games, trips, lunch on Easter Monday, and all those other activities that have enabled us to forge a powerful bond with each other.
And last night was the last evening. I felt very sorry to hear that I would not be present at the closing ceremony.
the night I received three messages of different people are saying moved by the end of the Bar A sadness.
But as written by Maz, five or six years will never forget. And I am convinced that we will find the strength to go forward together, because as Ferro said in a famous New Year's speech: "We are the best group in the world."
So, come on guys, more united than ever, yet we go forward together.
As for our future home, the general idea we are all made on where to go, but we'll discuss on another occasion.
Today, he greets an old friend. How would
Maz,

GOODBYE MY OLD.

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El Clasico

After a week of absence I am back to present the challenge that the Baraonda Cafes Hsl will face tomorrow night ...
But first a quick flashback ....
Last Friday the Lions have lost to the boys of Guelph, in a game with two faces: the first time to forget in its entirety (both the game and for the determination), and a second half worthy of note, the game delivered but above all to put the players on the field.
Unfortunately, the end came the loss to 4 to 2, but probably if the referee (if we may so call it) had not expelled our champion Tailors grab a draw could be ... shame!!
But let's get to tomorrow night ....
Available to Mister Battilega there will be:
1) or Eddy Bale: after the last time lump sum Mirri the choice for a goalie falls between the two of them. If Crazy Horse will have no health problems at work or take the field he, unlike us will be the debut of the Bale. GARETTONE !!!!!!
2) Piraz: trying to get back into shape at the end of last season, but still missing something. With his chance and "creativity" could be the weapon in several of the Oranje ... THE SHIT!!
33) Diego: Our tractor is among the best in losing to the Guelph, and is spring loaded to the challenge of tomorrow night ... LETHAL WEAPON!!
?) Cornaz Who says that anyone who plays volleyball can not play football has not seen a lot of work ... Cornazzani race, good insights, and a gollonzo to be reviewed in the ballistic SuperPippo ... ... Piedone AFRICA !!!!!!
14) Dini: the best of last Friday did not need any encouragement, recalls when he plays a lion get enough, too bad for errors skirts ... SIMBA !!!!!!!
10) Boro: ready to debut our field ... If he plays like San Prospero, the question becomes very interesting (to us ).... EU 'FIELD'!!!!!!!!!!!! !
11) Maz: I'm in trouble ... I am writing because I'm not 100% sure of being able to play against ... Beat the DLF would say I wandered through the field for 19 minutes, then I woke up and I has started to play, scoring a goal (thanks to faintness of their goalkeeper) ... DIESEL !!!!!!!

Given the two suspensions (Dave and Rio), 2 absent justified (Paque and Tweety), for the occasion will also change Mister Battilega, ready to take the field if there was a need.
After 3 games we are still 3 points, but we are not killed for this, indeed, we have the drive and desire to give the right to turn our league.

Go Lions to victory and over ...

Maz

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The first three points

It was three points.
Aics The second day of the championship, saw the first victory of Baraonda Cafe HSL. A crackling 7-2 against the DLF, which did not leave room for many replicas. Ok, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, first things first.

THE GAME.
Torn from the beginning. With the rose in full, excluding Cornazzani, Battilega host the initial training of luck last season: Horse, Sabatini, Sarti, Pirazzini, Mazzanti. Facilities include: De Luca, Petroni and Salvatore (the latter two in the new league debut).
They are orange to push the gas pedal and immediately try to take the lead. And they are winning, thanks to a scheme on a free kick executed to perfection by Mazzanti and Sabatini: the number 14 is a cinch sack the ball 1-0. The railroad, however, did not come to watch the game and are beginning to exposure hazards from the parts of the Horse. And after a mistake in midfield Baraonda, appear on the counterattack and implement the equalizer. But Hsl not give up. They begin to storm the English port and close the first half ahead 4-1. Tailors and two goals from goal directly from a corner of De Luca.
In the second half started much better guests. Their number two, a really good player, and do not bother the little orange rearguard, who is transfixed by a beautiful play of their young forward opponent. This is the most delicate moment of the match of the lions. Why did they begin to suffer and are crushed on its three quarters, unable to leave. But when they finally succeed, The three S (Sabatini, Sarti and Salvatori) package the goal of 5-2. Bravissimo Diego to cool a number of DLF. At this point the orange grow and take even more confidence. Before the end of the match will also unlock Petroni and Mazzanti that mark the goals needed to give more substance to the result. 7-2 and three points in the standings that are very convenient to Battilega Band. PERSONAL VIEWS


Sometimes we go to camp too soft. We think more to laugh with a friend who is out or the game is already over. Personally, I think we played much better against Mark and his companions that night. It 's true, we won deservedly. But some things I did not piaciutte. For example, the return to the field in later. We were winning 4-1 and we gave the impression of being with the head to "American Graffiti." While they, however, we believe, and they became very dangerous, so much so that Edo has made two or three parades that have allowed us to feel more confident.
For the rest, well the first time. We suffered a bit the last five minutes, but otherwise we put them on the ropes and we scored 4 goals. Even trivial things wrong in marking, but with time we will fix them. So, okay, let's move on. Friday we expect the Guelph, and will not be a walk. Indeed, we must face them with a knife between his teeth, otherwise they will have an easy view of their technical skills.
However, one step at a time, we will improve. Baraonda Force, charged per thousand per thousand!

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Driving has always fascinated me, or rather not really, I can simply say that I've always enjoyed, there was the day of my life when I had to take the car when I felt lazy. And so every January just after Christmas undertook my journey north to visit the dear old aunt Carol . Cold does not represented an obstacle. For a good self-respecting Canadian cold can not represent an obstacle. I love driving, but I am cautious, I do not like to run too, even going too slow but I find it nice to carry the car a bit in style 'anywhere without panicking and enjoying the scenery. This is also traveling. The bags were ready, that morning when he left was clear and sunny. It was about fifteen degrees below zero, but not bad in a northerly direction I knew what to expect. Chains loaded it, filled a thermos of hot chocolate, a large thermos and reliable indestructible. Loaded it a small supply of food, not You never know when you embark on a long journey to the desolate streets seeds maybe dominated by snow and ice. I took with me then all you need for immediate maintenance work that could be used: a car charger, replacement bulbs, a dynamo torch, ropes, heavy blankets, three cans of gasoline, a few liters of oil engine, bowls of water. There seemed to be everything. I closed the house, in the meantime the car was already in motion and I saw a column of white smoke rise from its tailpipe. Carol had already been advised. I would occurred at his home after about twenty-two hour trip, including some step here and there. I left by driveway of the house slowly because the road was slightly frozen, I mischiai in city traffic like a deck of cards in a poker game, I crossed the city and spent some time in the noisy traffic, but then, the output of the state imboccai and I found myself in a way that led exactly to the north with a fairly low traffic. The car was hot, I approached and I decided to take off my jacket and gloves for a more comfortable . Broken down, left arrow, enter and go, reached the fifth turning on the radio but did not give anything interesting so I let myself be guided by gentle piano Erik Satie . Every now and then needed some overtaking, some pull bent by the wind and freezing cold trudging along steep hills, were easy prey to overcome. The road was pretty clean the sun now flung into the sky without compliments. I stopped to pee, then shared, while driving I ate some candy that I had prepared myself, I continued driving, taking the curves slowly going quiet enjoying the infinite and endless amount of snow that was reflected on my sunglasses. I alternate between pieces of lowland hills, ups and downs in the midst of coniferous bent by the snow. After a day trip I thought it was time to take a sip of hot chocolate so I turned up for a lay-down of the car, put on my jacket, gloves and I drank a bit 'of that hot liquid gazing upon the woods right in front of me and I relaxed. The cold air was biting cold and lonely as the conifers. Then I had an unusual meeting, an elk, was positioned about thirty yards from me and stared at me, stared at me solemnly, his breathing became mist and soon after he left. I resumed the journey, I stopped for lunch I supply, and then I threw up again in the evening. I had dinner in a small house on one side of the road, a sort of tavern near a petrol pump. When I went to return the car on the other side of the road I saw another moose that somehow seemed to be identical to another, at least, in his way of mocking, looking insistently, chewing, snorting, and then leave without me longer count for anything. I resumed the journey with some concern, up and down hills, up and down small hills, always a bit 'in height, always north, admiring the west as I could see it, the scorching sun on the ionosphere and reflected the last rays sun. The dim light, my lights were not yet shining bright silhouette of surreal that enveloped the landscape, then all of a sudden the dark. The shimmering asphalt, I often gave the impression that an invisible sheet of ice had formed, but then some means of spreaders made me realize that I was still safe. Sooner or later, a stretch of road would be the worst I've, like all years, anyway.

The sky seemed clear, slipped on a number of switchbacks climbing as a lynx, going down, loosening the knots of the road, crossed a road that rose sheer above dense forests of conifers such as sleeping soldiers waiting to face a battalion 's next day, almost suffocated sleep and snow kept them pressed, these soldiers, their branches heavy, almost collapsed and I thought of having to plan. I seemed to have to go slowly not to wake them up. Then at a certain point, the sky clouds, in fact, faster than expected, the thermometer was thirty degrees below zero, but when it began to snow about twelve marks. The snow came down dense and decided to stop to mount chains. The road I took was not beaten and there were already a lot more layers of ice and snow here and there. While patiently fit the chains from their side of the road appeared another moose, I was bowed and made me afraid to look at that position. It was mammoth . I watched almost criticizing looked at me with those bright eyes, chewing, but his breathing had no more fog. I got up and she ran away. Then I entered the car and slammed the door shut myself inside, my heart was pounding. Strong fortissimo. I could feel the adrenaline running along the veins to the brain. Pulse chains climbed faster than I could and left again. I was not peaceful, sometimes I had the impression of rushing too much, sometimes I seemed to be wrong gear. Then I calmed down after a few hours, I had a little 'sleep but I did not want to stop certain driving. I could not stop me now, I would have the snow completely covered and who knows what happened to me I would have maybe died asphyxiated by the same unburned gas in my engine. The snow seemed more and more dense, higher estimates but did not speak of a storm, I felt it was wrong but went on the road. I stopped to check the map, the direction seems right. I continued. And I went again. Then I thought about elk, and on my mind resurface many memories, some feelings of guilt that I thought lost, anxieties, and then a fact. One thing was settled, remorse. Possible that the moose could connect to all these things? was probably just the anxiety caused by bad weather. The wipers sometimes screeched and moved suddenly against the snow flakes in spades on my windshield. The smell of damp penetrating the seals of the car, I felt the cold feet and salirmi regolai accordingly heating. A remorse, something that was fixed. Then suddenly, almost like a stone fallen from heaven, I found the moose, and I swear she always was, the elk to block the road, careening and nailed me stood to the side just a few inches from his face. I finished nearly off the road. And I look, breath puffing and soon created condensation on my window. He disappeared in a flash.

disbelief I put the car on track and the heart pumps more blood than can do an oil well in full swing. I leaned my forehead on the steering wheel, then the agonizing remorse became almost a nightmare and anxiety he shook his grip on chilling, hot I was cold. I resumed driving north starting to think how to put an end to that remorse. Things were settled. It is settled, I cried while I drove, I shouted at the windshield, cursed, sweat and made my decision. All I suddenly felt less heavy, the sky was open now. "We will do so," I muttered to myself. Then the dawn, smiling beam along a long descent, I was a bit 'late on the roadmap and I remember that I laughed I cried and screamed and thanked the life I thought, "I came, Aunt Carol am here I am and I am as a I never have been. "

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Today I did not want to talk about football.
Today I want to talk about something else. Unfortunately, over the years we lose people we care about most. I guess it happened at all can no longer embrace a person to whom we were related. And when something bad is going to happen almost fail to realize what is happening. This is one of the many paradoxes that we face during our stay here.
happens in these cases, the memory returns to relive moments, emotions, days that were put there aside for a few years, waiting to be revisited and remembered. And of course this "time travel" can not create that inevitable consequences. There are those who reacts to making a good cry (and perhaps are the lucky ones because they have the opportunity to vent at least for a few minutes and get rid of the pain that is sweeping their hearts), there are those who prefer to get a good laugh going to review photos, or trying to remember small anecdotes related to that person, then there are those who remain almost indifferent, tackling the issue with apparent detachment, there are those who blame you even tweak some little things. So there are different ways to deal with certain situations and each one has his character.
As can be different, what makes us equal is that we get all the exact same conclusion: we must go forward. "The show must go on singing the Queen many years ago. And it is. Although it may seem hard, everyone is trying to overcome it. Obviously there will ever forget some of what people have done for us. We do not ever forget how we have grown, what example they gave us and we will always be with us tips and little things that have taught us. And we continue. We always will, because unfortunately we can no longer go back. The only direction that lies ahead is the future, and that's where we come. We must do this for people who are gone for us and for people who love us. Why
with friends, real ones, and especially the family and past difficulties of all kinds. There is always someone willing to help others, to listen, to embrace him and make him feel better.
So, I conclude these brief lines, pointing to some friends who will never lose the support of some people. Among these are too. As I told you you're more than friends, now have come to regard as frattelli.
You will go ahead of you, I'll go forward, go forward together.
I shake again as close as possible to you.
With much, much love, and with infinite respect for what you are, as you are, and how to become (remember that if you become as you are you have a lot to her too).
A hug boys.

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Tonight at 21:30 at the Punta Tozzoni Stadium Way Cafe Baraonda Hsl is preparing to compete in the 2 nd day of the championship at Imola Aics 2010/2011, with the aim to forget the defeat suffered last Wednesday against the DaVinci Cafe. The boys
available to Mister Battilega, that just goes out 23 candles today are as follows:
- Eddy: our goalkeeper is still bruised from the back problem but it will tighten the teeth just to be there tonight, ready to seal a wall in front of the his door: CRAZY HORSE;
- Dini, Ciro Fishing, Anacleto, Sabus, Little Brodus, etc ...: with his determination and his "sniff out" the goal will be to help the team on the defensive in the attack: Cyrano;
- Piraz: the most beautiful and undisciplined AICSI player is ready to prove that he is ready to play a leading Championship, and tonight it will put so much heart, grit and race (even a gollonzo or two would not hurt), avoiding its famous "pass in the middle": genius and recklessness;
- Diego: our all-rounder returns available to Mister Battilega, and with the number 33 Thiago Silva on his back can not be among the best. On overload for his debut is ready to shoot down anything in its way: TRACTOR;
- Rio fibrillation already ahead of Milan - Juve tomorrow night, will try to get back on the high levels of last season: LION;
- Shit Dave: our champion Fresh 4 goals in Serie D is dependent on you for dragging us up like last year in 4th place. Tonight his class play will be key to pierce the tough defense of Railwaymen: JULIAN ROSS;
- Christian Petroni: after having completed 24 years yesterday he is ready to make a gift to himself and the team. Last year it was one of his two goals that allowed us to beat the DLF, let's hope it happens again. The goal is hopefully realizes his dream: SANTIAGO Munez;
- HuntelMaz: after playing the worst game of his history against the DaVinci Cafe is ready to begin sampling Aics 2010/2011. He hopes to help the team win both the game that the Championship with his nets and his inventions (muahahahahahha): IBRA.

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false start? Well, for a couple of reasons. First of all, a negative result, 5-2 for the hosts of Da Vinci Café. The final match report was perhaps a bit too strict with the boys Baraonda, but nothing changes: the that counts is goals scored, and from this point of view, the team had not received Battilega good that has sown. Second, highly dependent on the first, to score points against a "big" in the first day of the championship, it was important for morale and for the classification and the objective to achieve salvation. But first things first.

brief summary of the match (just right for the blog Mirko Melandri).
E 'Da Vinci to start the game in the best way. Marks and Associates, spin the ball well and become dangerous with shots from long range. Not surprisingly, the goals of the benefit comes from a left-captain of the white striking Mazzanti and displaces insesorabilmente Cavallo. However, the advantage shakes guests react, starting with a good circulation of the ball and look out over the parts of the door. Of note some dangerous free-kick, especially one of Mazzanti you were to turn into assists for Impagnatiello but fails to stow under an unfavorable contrast with an opposing defender. The fact is that to take advantage is still the Da Vinci bagging the second goal before the end of time. In the second half the Orange play a lot better, even if it is well contained by opponents that offer little room for advanced rivals. In one of the few offensive, three against two, the Baraonda shorter distances, with a shot that beats beneath Paque Brands output low. Here, guests are charged inexperience, going to tip the balance forward and laying down the suffering un'infilata 3-1. After a failed opportunity, especially with Cornazzani but well fiugra debut ever, is still Impagnatiello to go online by the exchange with his new signing orange. Marks denies breakeven in a couple of occasions in Sarti: is exceeded, when the pole deflects a ball low to the ground for all'angolino. And of course, on yet another reversal in the face, comes the goal of 4-2. In the end, still marks neutralizes a free throw to Sarti, and the Da Vinci closing the accounts with a goal at the last moment, the result of a feat of their striker.

Referee .
Bravo, little to say. In my opinion, has blown the whistle almost always correctly. Only note, and here I turn mostly AICS to help grow the referees, a little less tax on certain things. I (Sarti) have been admonished for saying "fuck" during the game. Now, since Madonna flew (I did not bother, but the regulation is) for the whole game, I was warned if I'm right at least to be warned (because the rules talk about red) those committing this "sin" (battutone !!!). I want to clarify that the "cock" was linked to a moment of play was the third foul that I suffered the first to introduce me face to face with the goalkeeper. Light tactical foul, which I notice should be punished with a yellow card. Especially considering the way in which I myself have done in the notebook of the Director. So, in my opinion (and I repeat, do not say it presumptuously, but to help you grow throughout the Aics Imola level) is right to warn imprecations (if they're from both sides), but it would be more fair Use the cards for foul play involved in it, but a dangerous stop. That said, I repeat, however good the way he "managed" the faults of the two formations.

personal opinion.
We did not play too bad. Indeed, for most of the game we embarrassed the champions of the regular season last season. Let us remember that just last year, direct comparison was lost 12-1.
To note a good circulation of the ball, but has not ever worn a numerical superiority. Were to be awarded the few overlap made to make our operation more dangerous. It 'clear that the Baraonda miss a player can go into the goal with ease. Only with more precise choral activities can reach that network in more than we need. Then, if there's also personal actions, the better. On defense, instead, we paid (always my personal opinion) the inexperience. When we lost the man (2 times in the second half) their I have been scoring advantage, among others, with Enzo. As for the other marking opponents, maybe we left too much room for the shot: I do not say that we made outrageous mistakes, for example the first goal was deflected unfortunately. But only if we are a little closer to humans is more likely that the ball hits us in full. The last goal, there is. It is true Dini was left stunned, but not a heavy responsibility in view of its excellent performance (better with Paque no doubt) and since it was the last action of the match ended up scoring well. Conclusion: good performance. Ok, we expected more from individuals, maybe by myself, but I think the important thing was to gamble for most of the match against an opponent in the final title contenders. Let us never forget that in the field there are also others. E 'right, absolutely right to thoroughly analyze our faults, but let's also some merit to that Da Vinci was able to suffer (especially because in the second half, the ball of the game was in our hands: then we have failed to transform our demerits in possession of dangerous occasions this is another account, which of course we can and must improve) and hit at the right time. So guys false start. Next Friday we can already make up for the DLF against, once again at home the Tozzoni. Come on guys, come on HSL.

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Because tomorrow for known reasons I will not have time to write the presentation of the opening of season Aics, write it today.

Wednesday, as we all know, begins the new adventure of 2000guys Futsal.
At the start of the Serie A, will face the dreaded Baraonda Cafe Da Vinci Cafe and strong. The precedents are clear: with Marks and his companions, there was only one match ended in "tragedy" for the Battilega Band, led by Tailors that day with Christopher in the same field. 12-1 game to their opponents with little direction given, and few attempts by the former Bar Luisa.
And you get to this challenge is not in the best way. Last night, was set a very important test against West Damn, militerà team in the league cadet. The evidence has not been successfully overcome, indeed. The sight yesterday, was probably the worst out of the short pre-season of the new Orange. And 'I got a golden goal to win, it's true. But the team has appeared slow, listless and sometimes arrogant. No one has taken in hand his comrades. To save itself, it was Sabatini, author of a fair trial in the new role of side-buoy. Dini, appeared the most aggressive, although this is not new, and tried some combination with Mazzanti and Petroni, but which is not very effective in front of goal, defense among other things to Armaroli Raffaele, who replaced the unfortunate goalkeeper Matteo Negroni out for shoulder injury. The other very positive note of the evening was Salvatori. Although he performed well in goal, stopping several times the entries of Bengo, Dalmonte and Nanni. Great news to know that during the season we could count on the ability of ductile Diego.
Well, last night the sight is not your average team that the fans were able to appreciate several times last season. Where is the grit, the will to fight and win?
Some have argued that perhaps you're waiting for Wednesday to unleash the energy necessary to be able to prevail against one of the pretenders to the title final. Hopefully, it is really so, because if so then now could make an imposing Baraonda away against Captain Giovannini.
only with the desire and determination to do well you can beat the opponent in question. And I think that this will happen throughout the year, because right now we must win in the shortest time possible (ideally already in the beginning of the second round) salvation mathematics, ensuring access to the playoffs. The satisfaction that we removed last year should be set aside, and get a view of thought that what was done, has been done.
From tomorrow, you start to write the story. Lions more than ever.
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Sunday evening the field Campanella saw the star once again the two teams Aics dell'Imola Asd Baraonda Cafe and HSL.
The new orange, no Mister Battilega, but led for the occasion by Marzari, were imposed with two goals advantage over rivals. An excellent friendly that was played last night, for several reasons. First of all, because there was an opportunity to verify the physical condition of nearly all the pink (not the function Maz wisdom tooth but replaced by Paquita), and second because they are looking for some offensive and defensive schemes that have yielded good results.
between individuals, all is strong evidence of Sabatini (besides the usual Paque) that has moved well in the roles of the buoy and sides. A little less well behind where he continues to shoot the opposing players on ascent. Excellent performance in goal by Lorenzo Mirri, who made his debut with his new team and prove you're still in great shape. The goalkeeper, locks on several occasions and fellow Greek thrown face to face with him.
De Luca has instead walked through the field with great elegance, especially when sent on goal with a back-heel Cornazzani. The rest is well behaved when he was deployed last man becomes increasingly likely in short, the idea of \u200b\u200bseeing him as a defensive bulwark in this season.
Cornazzani has clearly played the leading role. A lot of balls played with and defended the body, always available to the team, Alex was also able to score using the magic of Rio crossing left footed shot. Careful in defense and to follow the man has performed well in the ranks of Baraonda.
On the other hand there is to repeat a repeatedly stated: Pirazzini has confirmed the player more anarchic and spiteful of the team. One gets the impression that Fabio is one of the strongest players of the rose, but it is the victim of five minutes when he decided to do what they like without following their teammates. Anyway, another good test of the new number 9 (perhaps number 10, Petroni permitting) often interrupts dangerous actions with his usual carelessness.
As for the game was played well in defense, although there are some significant gaps that can be successfully repaired by a strong dose of "theory". In the attack, however, have seen good moves: if you want to search for the nit, But you can still see situations of numerical superiority is not used properly by the team. Mister Battilega will have a lot of work to gain salvation.

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has finally released the schedule for the new season. Series A, is very competitive, and Baraonda Hsl Café will face strong teams and thick with the objective to ensure the continuity even in the highest category in the following year. Here's the full picture of the commitments of Battilega Band.


first round:

Da Vinci Cafe Antifa - Baraonda Cafe Wednesday 20 at 20.30 Tozzoni

Baraonda Cafè - Dlf Imola Friday 29 hours 21.30 Tozzoni

Baraonda Cafe - Pizzeria La Rocca Guelph 21.30 hours on Friday 5 Tozzoni

Baraonda Cafè - 21.30 hours on Friday 12 Cs Campanella Tozzoni

Baraonda Cafè - Il Pescatore Ristorante On Friday 19 at 21.30 Tozzoni

Sen Spirit - Baraonda Cafe Wednesday 24 Holy Spirit 20.30

Baraonda Cafe - New Team '98 21.30 Friday 3 Tozzoni

half of the season (it begins in February)

Baraonda Cafe - Da Vinci Cafe Antifa Friday 18 hours 21.30 Tozzoni

Dlf Imola - Baraonda Cafe Tuesday 22 hours 22 Tozzoni

Pizzeria La Rocca Guelph - Baraonda Cafe Tuesday 1 hour 20 Castel Guelph

Cs Campanella - Baraonda Cafe Wednesday 9 hours 20 Campanella

The Fisherman Restaurant - Café Baraonda 14 hours Monday 20.15 Ortodonico

Baraonda Cafè - Sen Spirit 25 hours Friday 21.30 Tozzoni

New Team '98 - Friday 1 Baraonda Cafe ** 21.30 Asbid


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My friend

At that time, I liked to take refuge in the woods instead of doing homework. I did not have to do is go home, put the backpack lunch and then there were two things that fill my loneliness. TV, or the green that surrounded my house. TV soon I stufai. Mom worked hard to keep and was away until evening, I was ready enough to always find the room warm in the microwave. Every day before the stroke of the bell looked out the window from my feast waiting for the lesson ended, searching the trees and chestnut trees are larches which had not yet lost their leaves. And yet the autumn had arrived. Yet every day I had to fill that void and pushed me into the forest, dense not to remember that the school had begun to forget my classmates that I was not so different from the animated figures. Explored new areas every day, provided all the details on a map very rough but it made me feel special to the explorer. There were so many interesting things in the woods, colors more strange fungi, insects of all kinds, the pungent smell of the wood was rotten and when there was a little 'wind the forest sang like an old man flushed he feels the breeze. But everything was bland compared to what was to happen later. He, my friend, I met him at leisure while watching a strange stone unusually smooth that I had found the day before in the undergrowth. He seemed very interested in my rock, and so we started talking, I soon discovered that this little boy was sitting at a banquet of some class in the more than mine. Initially our meetings were limited to recreation, and I must say, that fascinated me. He was very sure of himself, could be distinguished from other kids seemed to be full of energy unknown to me. It did not take long for him invited to the home, was the pretext of doing homework after school, but in reality both in speeches every time we lost the most diverse. There was talk of the professors, we spoke of our families, but then one day when all the talk was saturated and obviously unfinished tasks were proposed to him to follow me into the woods.

The woods seemed to me then make a new life a new form, what I had already seen and reviewed with him by my side took an unexpected turn, a new story as if I had different eyes. Sometimes it did not seem the same again now that the wood and the colors of autumn give way to winter does not even seem the same. Then time passed and inexorably turned the evening, he had to go, at home I mean. At that moment I came back inside an empty, melancholy sadness. He was my friend became my reference point and really, I was just a little kid but life seemed less bitter with him. His views fascinated me so much that before I fall asleep the list of things that I could analyze it with him. One day, took a particular fact, my classmate told me that he was my friend, my dear friend had a bad reputation. There were rumors that he was a bit 'violent and that there was a guy you can trust; recommended little short. These items were in my ear during a week when he was forced at home for the flu. I stayed pretty bad for those statements but I did not go to see him because I had never set foot in his house. Finally One afternoon he presented himself before the door of my house and his vision enough to realize that I do not care anything about the rumors I had heard. He was my friend and I we were good, he comforted me gave me confidence that I calmed down. Filled my afternoons and knew about many things. What did it matter if someone had warned me? From what? In the winter, we had fun with the snow, but unfortunately, the votes are not raised by 'failure curavamo but we are not there much. My mother had no time to go talk to the teachers, the parents of my friend, well I must confess that I've never seen, I have always spoken with great interest, but often I had the impression he was lying. Never mind I did not want me enough to investigate him, he could find and I could pass along some nice carefree afternoons. So it was until last spring, the Christmas party that year spent in the long-awaited second floor. I only care my friend. I remember one day he came to see me with a carton of chocolate new new, I do not know where he had taken, but I was moved when I heard that he wanted to share it with me. We were out of everything and everyone, me and him, time passes, the world could also be a smelly place to live but we had only had him with me. And then the world can never be so stinking with a friend. During the spring we had long walks, long long, The days stretched the air was crisp and warm, the pages of our notebooks always white but that was fine. Well suited to a certain point because then came the summer when we were both rejected, I did not immediately account the consequences of this. I only know that one day he came to me and was very sad, I remember that I had not the courage to ask him anything parargli. We greeted the morning with melancholy. The next day did not turn up and never came over to my door and I like a fool I had figured it would end like this. And he, my friend, I have not seen again, now I know that I should investigate more about him, now more mature and I realize that I must not miss it, the unspoken words burn me. To fill that void inside of me still there but now that I am a man so many ways to fill it, hatred, alcohol, drugs, smoking. Fortunately, I keep away from all these things, maybe that I differ from all my former classmates grew up and I hope that this differs too, my friend.

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debut season for the Baraonda Cafe.
It 's true, the rose was significantly altered. But anyhow, has always been a beginning. Last night it was performed, the long awaited and hoped the friendly against former Aics asd Imola. The hosts, coached by the new Mr. Zazzo, you are presented with some absence, but with great individuality available. So much so that you are allowed the luxury of paying Mark "Prince" Guide to their opponents.
The hosts, without injured Sarti (on the bench in the role of coach), of Mazzanti, Petroni, Salvatore, Pirazzini, Cornazzani, Horse, Mirri, Morovingi, Impagnatiello (and so on and so forth), have deployed between their ranks a quartet exception: Mister Battilega, De Luca, Sabatini and Marani.
Ready and our way through five are put under a great play of Greek.
As usual, however, the distance comes the character of the new Baraonda. Future orange, began to play as you know, show determination to do well and turns. After a short time-out begins the siege at the door of the owners. Pressure was rewarded with goals from all team members. In the end it was the Rossoblù Imolese won this for two-goal margin. But they arrived
good signals from the two major strand of the team, and De Luca Sabatini.
coach last night, Tailors, said after the game: "It 's been our strong performance. Of course, we have some things wrong in defense mechanisms, there are natural to our nature. But as usual, when it comes to take out that bit more, we do so with great determination. I want to emphasize to the press also evidence of Mr. Battilega, which was made available to the group and led the team from the field with expert Marco Guidi.
As for the individual good test of Rio, which in the end game was seen in conversation with the coach opponent. De Luca, dribbles the journalists, throwing a few arrows at the enemy: "I am honored to have received compliments from my fellow countryman. He asked me if I wanted to play with them, but I replied that I would not have moved here. They are too attached the colors and my teammates to accept a transfer. Then, I will not stoop to category, a player from Serie A, not B-Series ".
Sabatini, instead he had harsh words against Raffaele Armani:" I was challenged to those who hits more bars after the game, obviously 'I outclassed. They are too strong, even tonight I proved my worth to everyone. And to think that just a few months ago I swerved Raffa, saying it was not worth one quarter of his spoon. But last night after the match I showed him how to hit a wood. "On the other hand, just Raffaele Armaroli, he let go and showered praises on the Baraonda:" They played well it's true. But our experience has made the difference. Then one day Dini manages to lift the ball rabona doing, so that gap can be bridged. "
Cristian Marani, he instead commented on his performance:" I had no idea where I should go, but the support of my classmates made me realize some of the movements to do. "The usual modesty, for what was named" Man of the match. "Marani, is in fact made a great test of character: the defense has always followed the man and on offense has scored one of his classic fox nets the penalty area.
In the post game shower, alcohol and McDonald's for everyone.

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Baraonda Cafe: the new adventure.

It 's done.
After a month and a half laps, paranoia and words , the leadership of the former Luisa Bar has done it. It 'was in fact reached an agreement with the Baraonda Cafe. Of course, should not miss the endless thanks from all of those who rose at the league has allowed the amateur City of Imola: why, thank you very much Turra, thanks a lot, "Daddy's Turra. Small

summary.
This summer has not been able to find an agreement for the renewal of the sponsor with the Bar Louise, who still go our thanks for what has been done for us last season. After this news, there was some panic. The sitauzione got out of hand to most. You do not have ideas on where to go. So, after sifted pizzerias, bars and shops of downtown and the valley, came the bomb. Turra has proved readily available and so, after a little "negotiation" has arrived at the solution. E 'born then Baraonda Cafe.

unsolved mysteries.
Not everything has yet been clarified. For example: where to play the new team? In what time? The only thing certain is that home games will take place on Friday evening. Strange day it's true, but maybe you could have a better frame of public compared to last season. Other focal
doubt is the question jerseys cal: there are those who speak the old sponsor to cover the old jerseys that the players liked them so much (at least, I liked), some people prefer to order new jerseys. In addition to the new sponsor, is considering the idea of \u200b\u200bsocial change colors. In the last hours of the idea to dress like the Dutch national body is becoming more commonplace.

conclusions. Soon the new
Baraonda Cafe, expected to begin pre-season friendly classic. New tactics will be proposed by Christopher Battilega confermatissimo CT. Among the various experiments, it is expected a change of role for a player in particular. Small hint: last year he played recently, this year could be a bit.
That said, we just have to wait for responses on the ground.
Force Baraonda Cafe!

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"Record" Edition 2085 (September)

And 'my duty to warn the public against the cubicles used to virtual reality, especially now that they have become easy to use at home. We are facing a real problem with physical and mental side effects unfortunately not foreseen. It 'very true that thanks to these machines virtual reality becomes almost indistinguishable from "real" reality, if we may so call it, but I think we should limit the use of such equipment. During my experiments I academy consideration of various types of subjects for age and gender. One of the subjects in question had lived before the great catastrophe of 2060, while the other large segment of individuals was born after the terrible disaster. Needless to all dwell on things that I'm sure you studied in school, the world changed terribly, as you all know, during that terrible disaster. What is certain, and above all the most important fact I want to comment on and after that day, the kind, as the man knew no longer exists. The new generations are born on a planet with almost no trace of gray green where the Empire plant is endangered if not automated in greenhouses, but previous generations have lived for a time in a world if we may so call it, "normal ". The cubicles used for virtual reality are able to reproduce the atmosphere and wild places of unquestionable perfection. Older individuals may experience again, so the feeling of a lost world, but familiar to them as belonging to their age, the problem is the new generation. We are with thirtysomethings with serious behavioral problems, neurosis, migraines very strong, this after having "tasted" so to speak, even if only virtually what life on our planet a few decades ago. Mostly these guys have not been able to experiment with children some simple pleasures and extraordinary life, such as walking in a meadow, once immersed in cubicles no longer want to re-emerge, remain connected for hours and although it is strongly discouraged abuse of this means the most young people do not care. The result is an imbalance between what the brain perceives them with real and what is not real. We've reached the point at which to absorb these extraordinary sensations, new generations become depressed, do not work, their lives affective divide and try to spend as much time as possible to the second life granted to them. My advice is definitely to avoid these machines, stay away, the law should ban them and their addiction is deadly.

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Diary of an attentive

I've always been a very careful, careful if you define a person who pays attention to details, even the little ones. I never thought of being a person who deviates from average intelligence to do it physically, I must admit though that there are a lot of situations that bothers me, among them the thing was I could not stand the way I looked at the greengrocers. That bastard practiced in front of my building. Every morning I descended the stairs, I kept my gloves with his teeth while I was working for the tie coat on the ground floor once I take the electronic lock and he was there, on the other side of the road, arms folded and look disinterested. I left running towards the bus stop. In that short journey I felt a sense of guilt and being heavier than air, if I turned around he was there absently, staring at me mockingly, "Bastard!" but I thought I was not a long time to curse the bus was always on time. In the evening, returning home the shop was now closed, but almost always when I acted on the lock of the house, whenever I was expecting an ambush ambush a vengeance. Yes, I had a guilty conscience, that it is now clear we are not clear but at the time everything was different. For example, those dirty cops that I saw walking down the sidewalk every morning knew what I thought also that the old woman looked out the window of the bus I thought of myself as a young man from adultery. The lady who was distributing the food in the canteen was aware of the fact that I never washed their hands after using the toilet, so I hated it. I hated the cashier at the supermarket where I used to go regularly, she knew that never fails to put in place after the goods have her evaluated. Firefighters who looked at me wrong I could go through the windows of their trucks, a short but intense look of hatred and anger toward me and my home where I could probably forgot myself turning off the gas. At work, everyone hated me, this is a mathematician will say, not really. The man who supplied the water I hated most of all: he knew that stealing a few drops of the bubble in most plastic bottle to fill my personal use instead of a glass, I was paying this stunt with eyes that seemed to flaunt the murder. My employer teased me in all ways, for example, once forced me to finish the job by the end of the week saying it was important for everyone, the penalty was huge loss of money for the whole society. It was so not because he trusted me, but because doing so would so that everyone would hate me unanimously. The climax was when crossing the road on pedestrian crossings is not a car almost hit me. It was a sign. So I decided to end my life. Just a few blocks away there was an eighteen-story building from which I could jump in and put an end to this torment. First I had to be ready for any eventuality, I must not fail. If the elevator leading to the roof was out of order, then I should have done all the eighteen-story walk. I began an intense workout every morning at dawn so that we can address all the steps of that building in one fell swoop. I went up and down the stairs of my building with obsession, sweating and pumping blood to no more I can. Always get better but not having time to take a shower I went to work covered by a rather unpleasant odor. For this reason I was hated even more. One night I saw the window of the building in front of my building a child stare, no doubt with hate, I lowered the shutter and then lift it at times but was always there. I took the hat off his jacket and threw me running through the narrow alleys of the buildings from time to time and looking behind him as if I had the breath of a ruthless murderess. Courses and stopped panting, leaning on a traffic light. I heard a hoarse voice behind me, - Friends are looking for something? I turned around after a while focalizzai shooting a man - Dude I talk to you're looking for something? The I stared for a moment and replied - Do you feel smart and? Do you feel your better than me with that grin and full of hate it? The stranger laughed to himself and muttered something. I took a shot and agganciai the wall, he screamed struggling - Let go!, Begging. - Damn bastard are you like everyone else right? Are you the father of that boy who was watching me from the window right? I heard screams in the distance, the poor man suddenly let go and ran almost dragging me back home. I woke up on my bed the next day.

routine began again. I did workout, I left behind me the fruit, crossed again but this time the old lady on the bus, wherever I received sharp glances of contempt. I closed my eyes and turned my eyes to the palace was venerated as a prophecy of peace and loss of consciousness. Arriving at work I found a letter with a proposal to dismiss its on my desk, it was written something about my physical or mental condition. Those worms wanted to send me home, I knew you hated me and I signed immediately get rid of that weight. I do not know exactly tell you what took me, this time I used the bus I walked, I noticed that the autumn morning in contrast to the gray hours before announcing clear, the clouds thinned out one by one, leaving room for a fresh sun and pungent atmosphere. I walked carefully along the path by drawing a path perfect and watching as much as possible the complicated structures of the trees almost completely denuded of leaves. In the call waiting for the pedestrian light was a moment to search the car right in front of my nose, their drivers. Rays of sun from time to time reflected the windows of the buildings, creating an oasis of light on the asphalt. Once home I made a nice shower, hot refreshing long, then it took all my goodwill gesture seemed to shave and this playing on my old limbs. I left the bathroom in a bathrobe, I prepared with great care the Moca and put it on the fire, took out two biscuits a little 'honey, open the window of the small ledge that overlooked the street, the kitchen became clearer and clear. Coffee mocked as a tractor on the stove, I poured a bit 'on the cup and made breakfast. An instinct almost as if it were automatic automation primordial pushed me to my computer, I turned, I felt overwhelmed by a frantic desire to write, as a flood of creative nonsense. I changed the PC had finally started, then spent minutes, hours, breathless and on where the breath becomes only sufficient if compared to the flow of words that I was leaning to type. Called it my short work, "Diary of a careful person." As I printed two copies, the first leaned on my desk the second I took her with me, close under my arm as I climbed the eighteen floors of vertigo. I now focus briefly on the sun by the smoke from a chimney by writing the last entries in ink.

My last words:

We are a reflection of our dreams faded. How cruel life. A bizarre obstacle course ready to absorb in horrible tragedies. As for me I try to stay away from you, eternal dreamers, bearers of authoritative dogma from around the world. Sellers of fake cards.

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(the sequel to Celsius V)

He went on for a year, this day count land on a planet Earth that had very little, but if we mean a planet with a name unpronounceable, a breed unknown to me by a name and a star orbiting extremely large heat emanating unabated. I was rescued from a space shuttle, so I believe in a place unknown to me, perhaps because absent on our star charts. After I threw the V Celsius in search of a dignified death and all I remember that I lost consciousness and then wake up in a blinding sun by the beach, here on the planet by the unpronounceable name , strange creatures roamed about what I would call a hot beach. Their pilgrimage was like a bad dream of levitation, a sort of surreal. I would never have been able to tell if they were super beings smart or not. I noticed in the landscape a disarming resemblance to the land and although the weather was overly hot, oxygen was present, allowing me to breathe without difficulty. The night did not exist, two stars orbiting around the planet, the first was to give huge red nausea, second comparable to our Sun The inhabitants of this extraordinary world slept. They communicated telepathically ? I think so. Beyond the urban construction that consisted of rows and rows of cubicles with the function of "houses" (I think), what surprised me most was the "beach". Of course, the umbrellas were absent, no one was selling ice cream, and I must confess that I had only seen on the beaches offnet but from what I learned, the breaking of water in this planet was almost identical to the ground.

My source of calories and vitamins was a kind of candy was chewed for a long time before being swallowed up, I think, and I did not even miss a bit of energy. Every day, if we can speak of Earth day, one of those things brought me a candy and a little substances refrigerants very curious because they did not give any encouragement to the touch and if swallowed proliferated an intense well-being throughout the body. The heat was on the verge of human endurance. I went out only when the second sun, the less strong, peeping. The red sun rises like a huge disk in the sky was something abominable. I wondered, trying to understand. How old should have this race? All preferred to sit in "beach". What they lived. How should create its own energy. The because not fought for survival was a mystery to me!

time passed, one night, or more precisely while I slept, I had a dream, where he focused on a supernova, an explosion and blinding. I woke up shot. I went to look outside. I realized the impending drama. The red disc was none other than the second sun, too old, he was collapsing , was becoming a supernova, and these suckers if they were to roast in the sun without the slightest thought! After all, I do not care much. If these fools had a billion years of technology behind them and had failed to understand that the star had now become a huge scab hydrogen, well they could also go to hell! What kind of a race of idiots. In the days following courses at the beach again and again pointing to the red disc, covered by a blanket up to his nose to protect me from the scorching rays very strong, but nobody cared. He seemed not size, is almost a ghost for them. At least I had to find a way out. If only I had discovered some spaceship.

The situation was not the best. I immediately started to work reviving mentally the course "Astrophysics". Pen and paper did not exist in this world, but if that is why on earth even now few decades. For the mental calculations I used the chip implanted in the frontal lobe of the brain. A neural interface, a kind of extension of the gray matter that serves as a board and able to annotate, visual notes simultaneously performing complicated calculations. Each member of V Celsius it was equipped . Sadly I had to remove from memory all the tricks that I had installed, so I had to say goodbye to hours of mental projection of classics such as "Space Invader" and " Duke Nukem 3D . I had to make room for reason, truth. After nearly a week of work I was able to theorize that the supernova explosion was near. But when? How could I go home? Although the ground coordinates were recorded in an indelible memory of the chip as I could interpret based on my current position for me unknown? How did I would have moved? They were followed days of destruction and malaise, the heat seemed to have swallowed up into oblivion because untenable. I wandered, when I could, covered with a white cloth, a tiny crack at eye allowed me to direct me in the right direction but even so the heat was a constant torment for my members. I was not given nearly as refrigerants substances and this was very strange, I thought. So it was that I thought nothing of waiting times to end it. I felt dehydrated constantly, like a snail on a road salt. For many liquids reintegrate heat exhaustion gave me a huge. I had hallucinations of , I thought to Celsius V, I imagined the earth the grass lawns all that I had never been able to see live on the earth's soil. I cried immensely the cruelty that fate had in store for me, the victim of a bigger picture with a fine close to a planet that was not mine.

Then one day, lying helpless on the floor I saw flying through the window half floating in the atmosphere. It was piloted by one of the beings from the unpronounceable name , I found him lying a few miles from my home, a car and unusual tapered shape. I slipped into one in which we can define in a cabin on board but the console was totally absent from the controls. Probably the spacecraft was governed by the telepathic waves. It was all so strange it impossible for me. The days grew ever closer, I was the last ghost of a kingdom ready to collapse. I dragged myself over and over again far away in a spasm of pain and in a sweat and then wake up always in my room. This sequence of actions was repeated consistently for several months. Taken from desperation one day I climbed on a roof and I fell upside down into the void. The dark, terrible dreams, forgetfulness, supernovae explosions, space-time distortions closed my neural connections in the surrogate anxieties and dramas. I woke up suddenly in my room. So it was that I came to think of being captive. I could not die, I was not allowed, I could not go away or . They kept me under control. The reason was unknown to me.

One morning, I am getting it and made me sway in another house. A white cubicle where I left me for an indefinite time. Kept me on the edge of survival , I had other hallucinations , I do not know how long I was in the grip of anxiety without form, but I felt them in my mind, I felt them to fit in my brain to make room. Their telepathic waves me destroyed in a series of intermittent spasms. I asked her to be dead countless times, kept me in a dark desolate for a long time. I tried to bang his head repeatedly into the wall but seemed to give way under my strength, then recompose in a state of total solids.

These beings must have used to inform the terrestrial coordinates in my mind to reach the earth in a single trip interstellar . I remember that I woke up and helpless on a beach and I recognized the signs of human civilization. Shortly after a reconnaissance patrol picks me and took me to a security bunker along with other civilians. I applied, they looked at me aghast, as if I was a fool, I asked everyone present what was going on, quick hints and then disarming the truth of an alien invasion by the irreversible consequences . Here's what were looking beings from the unpronounceable name : a new world, a world away from their fatal destiny.