Apparently, Italy has found a group of players with cast iron
stomachs. Not only do they rebuff Bald Heads, but they keep their
fortitude in front of Moby-esque goalkeepers -- oh and 3 billion
witnesses. Considering Italy's previous experiences with Penalty Kicks,
they acquitted themselves brilliantly. Oh, and they played some exquisite
football before that too! Was it a "Classic Final?" The supporters, weather
and venue sure were and the football at times was, but overall, I am left
to ponder Classicism (and the wisdom of lighting flares in the midst of a densely packed piazza). At least the correct side prevailed!
"Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd." - Voltaire the Sunderland Supporter
ITALY 1-1 FRANCE a.e.t 5-3 PSO
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Italy was fortunate on the day. France made their mistakes - Henry's continued lack of Henry-like finishing; inexplicable lack of men in the box during Italy's weary last 20 mins; interesting timing of the Ribery and Henry subs and the small matter of ZZ placing one last tattoo on Materazzi's thorax. But AGAIN France played the more beautiful game, the kind frequently admired by GK.
You don't get do overs, but I'd like a run at the pks with ZZ, Henry and Vieira as my first 3 (then again, Barthez might have kept guessing the wrong way 'til South Africa 2010).
This special group of French players broke into an exclusive club in 1998 and now have proven beyond doubt that it wasn't a fluke. I will miss them.
Disagree that the beautiful football was only to be seen off of French boots. Pirlo's set pieces were mastery personified.
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