Tag: Un’estate Italiana

  • un’estate italiana / chapter five

    un’estate italiana / chapter five

    “The past doesn’t repeat itself, but it often rhymes”; the phrase is often assigned to Mark Twain, but like most quotes by the famous American author, there are many versions and no one’s quite sure where and when he said it first. Regardless, there’s some truth to it as once again the Parma Calcio season…

  • un’estate italiana / chapter four

    un’estate italiana / chapter four

    “It’s always nice to lift a trophy”, said Serafín Vázquez. He could’ve been talking at the end of the season, but he wasn’t. It was actually less than a fortnight before the start of the 2025-26 season.  “The Coppa Nevio Scala is born out of a desire to give back to the fans before the…

  • un’estate italiana / chapter three

    un’estate italiana / chapter three

    “What did you feel when the last penalty went in?”, I ask. Serafín Vazquez’s smile contorted as he wrangled to keep his emotions in check. “I hate it when you ask that kind of question”, he replied. We are in a VIP lounge at the Madrid-Barajas airport. We’ve taken the opportunity to meet up, as…

  • un’estate italiana / chapter two

    un’estate italiana / chapter two

    This story starts at the ending; it may seem counterintuitive but that’s how it is. It’s not that uncommon, I’m sure many of you can name many stories that do. Sometimes, the odds are simply too big, the finale too grandiose, and the events too incredible, so we have to anchor them somewhere. The story…

  • un’estate italiana / chapter one

    un’estate italiana / chapter one

    “Come inside, I’ll show you something you’ve never seen before”, said the old man I was interviewing. The year is 1997 and I’m in the town of Las Acequias, just under 40 km away from the city of Rio Cuarto, in Argentina. The old man invited me to his home, asked me to sit down…

  • un’estate italiana / chapter zero

    un’estate italiana / chapter zero

    Notti magicheInseguendo un goalSotto il cieloDi un’estate italiana “Magic nights, chasing a goal, under the sky of an Italian summer”. For a World Cup that was played two years before I was even born, I sure know those lyrics by heart. The thing is, there is something truly magical about Italia 90. It’s hard to…