Un omaggio di tutta la Clinica a un cavaliere d’altri tempi e d’altra tempra: Fernando Llorente. Me lo hanno chiesto molti pazienti, juventini e non. Cantiamolo tutti insieme. Il gol che ha realizzato «contro» la Juventus, non può far dimenticare tutti i gol che ha realizzato «per» la Juventus. Auguri di cuore, Fernando, e figli baschi.
Can you hear the drums, Fernando?
I remember long ago another starry night like this
In the firelight, Fernando
You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now, Fernando
Every hour, every minute, seemed to last eternally
I was so afraid, Fernando
We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
And I’m not ashamed to say
The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Fernando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando
If I had to do the same again I would, my friend, Fernando
Now we’re old and grey, Fernando
And since many years I haven’t seen a rifle in your hand
Can you hear the drums, Fernando?
Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande?
I can see it in your eyes
How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Fernando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Fernando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando
Yes, if I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando…
(Gli Abba, naturalmente)
Improvvisamente quello scarpone impunito di glik e’ diventato una fighetta che chiama le ammonizioni farlocche.
Femminiello maturo per diventare cafeteiro.
Alex Sandro comunque diventerà il miglior terzino sinistro del mondo – appena lo lasceranno giocare due gare di seguito.
Zaza ha dei gran colpi. Ehhhh altro che, nei colpi al volo ricorda, lo dico, re david…
O se lo fai, metti la faccina.
Non scherzare Luca.
Era forte Bilbao.
Era meno veloce di Zaza, ma aveva un miglior tiri da fuori.
In acrobazia era più forte, nel tiro al volo Zaza e’ migliore.
In complesso Zaza può venire più forte.
Nel temperamento e in certi colpi estemporanei me lo ricorda
Lich sferraglia alla sezione riparazioni dello scalo ferroviario.
Rugani pure lui vittima del futbol masturbao di marca BBC…TITIC TITOC…
Schifosi bovini.
Zampagna era uno scarpone.