" a' fla' , stai a' arranca' "
it's been two weeks since i last went to calcetto practice. ahem.. i had some good reasons. trento. luxembourg. amsterdam. emily h. mina breaking down on side of the highway. erm guests (filippo is a handful). anyway. clearly it was only a question of time before i got busted.
one act play
phone rings
flavia ignores and GULPS visibly and loudly
BEEP BEEP text message
fosca: no excuses. you better be on the pitch tonight to work on your BREATHING.
BEEP BEEP prompt text message back
flavia: erm. oh i'm totally there.
and so it was i hauled my butt to the pitch, napping in the cab and grunting.
in a week's time i will have my tesserino. and a rather large bag with erm... my team uniform and erm...shin guards.
and with two weeks to go before our tournament, i reflect on the following excerpt of an article from last year:
"A nove punti troviamo anche la POL. BORGHESIANA di Stefano Zurli che si รจ imposta conn un netto 8-0 sulle ragazze del BLUE TEAM."
oh bollox.
3 comments:
A proposito of breathing: I stepped out onto Lungotevere at 7:30a (to dump a lot of cardboard, but) and thought: I'm totally running Lungotevere whenever I can. You're either with us or against us. Shinguards optional.
flavia, ti verra il culo di un camionista,meglio se fai nuoto sincronizzato.......
uff.
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