Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Hodgkin Lymphoma More Condition_symptoms

San Precario - Azzura Terra Dura 2 - 0

E' febbraio ma c'è un bel sole. L'Appiani si riempe lentamente di tanta gente, arrivano amici anche da Vicenza, Mestre e Venezia, tutto sembra pronto per una grande festa. I Supporters ci danno dentro dal primo minuto, cantano, scherzano e salutano anche chi oggi non è potuto venire.Un saluto a Davidino.
La Sanpre viene da un brutto momento; l'ultima partita l'abbiamo persa 3-1, non eravamo presenti e non abbiamo commentato, servirebbe una vittoria, meglio ancora una buona prestazione.

I nostri avversari non sono irresistibili, but we hurry to get a result, they do not sting but not sink us. By now the stadium there are more than two hundred people, the bar is always crowded, beer and jokes abound, as the opportunities in the field. A couple of out of the game and as many shots and so hard.

The second best part-time, singing in midfield and carrying the cross, but now beginning to be order, everything starts to make sense. There's also a couple of substitutions, the Sanpre is ready to surrender. Today our
striker who comes from the land of the lions decided to delight us with a couple of shares of its overwhelming. Two roaring, two legs in a few minutes stretching your opponent. In between the performance of the firm ground baptizing a post where many seem to see our patron saint and our goalkeeper having spoken vows.
There is time to see a couple of very nice action and a goal annulled, what did the referee?!?, Enter all the bench most satisfaction of all present. Then the final whistle and a great and partecipatissimo third time.

solids to our second round we face the rest waiting to meet in two weeks, the league leaders. We wait at the stage of VoltaRoncaglia, it will be fun to play the SanPrecario.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Shingels More Condition_symptoms

DAI RAGAZZI NOI CI CREDIAMO!


Monday, February 2, 2009

Party Favor Chapstick

San Precario - Gregorense 2 - 2

The field is enclosed by the railway, the river and its banks. A cold wind sweeps the air, and the snow does not fall from the top downwards, but strikes in gusts and eddies of right and left, every shot is a slap in the face but after a while not make us any more.
It 's cold, a cold burn. The field that hosts us, we are at home, is a mixture of grass and mud, somewhere in the ball runs, the other stops. We are in a no man's land, a place where you can only fight, and those who came today knows that he can not escape.

It 's hard. Two strong teams for different reasons are keen to get a result, we are where is the ball and no one gives up, no one takes his foot off. You fight the cold, hard ground, the muscles that pull the opponents that oppose, in every possible way, and we argue a blow by blow, never a step behind.
Then one of the many upsets in the face let us mark, just past a quarter of an hour, but many if not all seemed to be at halftime.
's still a long one. You go from a war of position with the bayonet assault, time runs slower as the blood of those who stop to look now at the mercy of the cold. Also those of Gregorense
arrive at the door, and how we often fail, and then find the right corridor, the center ball, the goalkeeper but opposes them a midfielder on the edge of the area and collect bags.
The end is near for the first time, you pull your breath anticipating a hot tea.

The second time resumes the battle. We suffer but on a restart our tip crossed the center, two defenders and goalkeeper make a delicious pancake and the ball is in the network. Just enjoy the results. Opponents want to hit return the favor, and we, on a beautiful percussion sills contract; shooting street pole network. Frost, now, is in, but the team will look into the eyes, not to mention the agreement is: "see you on the barricades."
The defense stops opponents all the gusts, midfielders break the game and build pre the heights that they always on the alert goalkeeper Gregorense.
Now fatigue is felt, and ball or foot is the same thing, there are also a pair of hard work and a red card for the guests. The race director decides that is enough, a hot shower if they are all deserved.

Despite the weather, the third time warming the hearts and cool minds of players and managers.
We're second, four points in the first three days of the second round, same route plan of going, as always, everyone is doing his full duty.

The next play both calming and many of the absent players are catching up, the winter is not over yet but the cold is no longer afraid.