The Giallorossi journalist and fan took a license B: “When I retire I would like to train children. Football is a lifestyle”
He loves football deeply. An authentic and total feeling, which goes beyond his passion – equally intense, is clear – for Rome. So much so that Giovanni Floris, journalist, writer and confirmed guide of Dimartedì on La7, since last January he has also been a real technician, with a B license obtained in Coverciano.
It speaks of ball as a value that goes much beyond the field.
“Football is not just a passion for me, it is a point of view. It is a key to reading the things that happen to you. For me it was like knowing how to speak English, it allowed me to get in touch with the world. And it made me grow.”
“No. My father was Nuorese, as children we cheered Cagliari, so that team remained in my heart. But I was born in Rome, my friends were from Rome, they were the years of Liedholm, Falcao, Bruno Conti … I ended up in the Curva Sud soon. And over time my father also started watching Rome with other eyes”.
Did he only cheer or played too?
“I played, center forward or wing. Casale Rocchi, claw, Santa Francesca Cabrini … teams of Rome East, puzzolana fields split by the sun or made swamp by the rain. True football 1980s. If I was strong? Let’s put it like this: as a child I played everywhere, in the bedroom, on the street, in the school corridors. I always had the ball in my feet, in the end anyone would learn.”
“Rarely, at the expense of knees and back. But I became Mister: when I retire I hope to find a beautiful team of very young or students”.
With license B could train up to Serie D or be a technical collaborator in Serie A.
“Let’s not exaggerate! It would be enough for me to go back to the field. Football accompanies my life. And my memories.”
“I would start from the 80s. Italy of 82, the cohesion of the group and the determination that allow you to win against those who are stronger than you. Then the Scudetto of Rome, the Cup final of the champions with Liverpool. We had entered the Curva Sud in the morning, leaving first from school. I remember the ticket with the king of cup printed above … a friend of mine was designed with the Carioca, they had the same day. Founding, singing “thanks Rome” at the Velvet concert.
The 90s were different.
“Tangentopoli, Berlusconi, the olive tree of Prodi … everything changes. But in football they are the years of Carlo Mazzone, for me. A brilliant technician: competence and feeling. A true leader cannot do without empathy with others”.
Let’s stay with the coaches. We give you some names: José Mourinho.
“Mou marks the turning point, reports the enthusiasm, rekindles a city. My friends and I have returned to subscribe: lateral Tiber Tribuna, more appropriate to my age, but it can be sang the same. I was in Tirana for the Conference final, a ticket given by my son who had been” extracted “among the subscribers who had participated in a competition. Next to me, in the corner, I found my high school companion with whom Rome-Liverpool 38 years earlier.
“A great coach, a very great coach future”.
“Exceptional. He understands people, he knows how to manage the heads. The rest comes by himself.”
“He is convincing, I believe it. His attitudes remind me of Fabio Capello, a great coach who has matured the team and the environment”.
Speaking of Capello, we have not yet commented on the 2001 Scudetto.
“The year of my wedding, each table had the name of a Roma player. The spouses at the Totti table, the Lazio friends at the table Paolo Negro, a biancazzurro defender author of an own goal at the derby. That year it happened of everything. The G8 of Genoa, the twin towers, the correspondence from the USA. Just married we moved to America. In New York we saw the 5-1 on Lazio, I was thinking of my friends. And I said: but what do I do here?
He spoke of Spain ’82. Since then, to today it seems that the passion of Italians for the national team, especially young people, has changed.
“The national team works when you feel nation, when you believe in the idea of a united country. The patriotard rhetoric propagated by politicians is not needed. Football is being a team: the team that opposes the strongest, not that follows it. You cannot be a team, or collective, if you do not help the weakest, if you do not sacrifice yourself for the others. We should meet again” the Great War “. Tell us who the Italians are: imperfect citizens, but inspired.
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