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Of course, I'm giving away the punch line.
This was at the 1990 World Cup in Italy, when a bunch of traveling American writers were in Florence to watch Our Lads get waxed. Searching for the press tribune, one of my colleagues spotted a man in a bright blue blazer standing in a portal. What with the blazer, he could have been an usher. "Excuse me," the reporter said, probably in slow, basic English, "but we're looking for the press section." "My name is Giorgio Chinaglia," the man in the bright blue blazer replied with a smile.. "And I believe it is right over there." My friend knew enough to be apologetic. Giorgio, who had what one might call a strong sense of self, thought it was funny. Giorgio knew that current soccer writers might not recognize him. But defenders and keepers (and his own coaches and general managers) would always remember him.
Il Duce
4/3/2012 07:30:23 am
"Could you imagine"? Of course I can imagine it. I expect it. NY is the incubator of divas.Reggie Jackson, Joe Namath, John McEnroe, Roger Clemons, etc. Comparing Gerogio to Horace Grant is insulting. Georgio was brought over to play AND sell the game. Its what Diva's do best. They transcend the field of play, both good and bad. Who ever left a Bulls Game and said "Did you see Steve Kerr's shooting form last night"? And maybe you missed it mule, but Scotty Pippen did tell folks what to do, and after Jordon left even benched himself when they wouldn't. So the great ones are allowed some latitude. More importantly, Geirgio was great before he became a Cosmo. If not , they wouldn't have asked him to join such a prolific team, and as important, he wouldn't have left the league as the all time goal scoreer.....Just call him "Broadway Georgio" and call it a day. 8/20/2012 10:28:36 pm
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