I lifted my eyes to the heavens and asked for help because if God exists, there’s no way he’s French.
I took a long, intense breath. That breath was mine, but it could have been the manual worker who struggles to make it to the end of the month, the rich businessman who is a bit of a s***, the teacher, the student, the Italian expats who never left our side during the tournament, the well-to-do Milanese signora, the hooker on the street corner. In that moment, I was all of them.
You won’t believe me, but it was right in that very moment I understood what a great thing it is to be Italian. It’s a truly priceless privilege.
- Andrea Pirlo, on taking that penalty in the final in Berlin in 2006, as related in his autobiography, Penso Quindi Gioco
Behold: the best goal to ever not be scored at a World Cup. Take a bow, Andrea.
Do you see what that is? That’s Andrea Pirlo, taking part in yesterday’s training session with the rest of the boys. HOPE LIVES! AVANTI, RAGAZZI!
There is only one way to celebrate becoming the fifth person to attain a century of caps with gli Azzurri - the Andrea Pirlo way, with a screamer of magnificent beauty. It’s Andrea’s world; we’re all just living in it. AUGURI!
Claudio Marchisio, Andrea Barzagli, Sebastian Giovinco frolic at Coverciano whilst Andrea Pirlo takes his training seriously …
… until the boys are apparently interrupted for a photo op. It seems they didn’t take too kindly to the interruption … that’s some serious bitchface being thrown in the camera’s general direction right there.
We all know Andrea Pirlo is a maestro of the midfield. He’s also a wine connoisseur. His family operates a vineyard in the North of Italy. So pour yourself a nice glass of vino, sit back, and enjoy these interviews - including one with Andrea’s mamma, Livia, who reveals that Andrea was always a cool, collected character - she describes him as “un bambino vivace ma tranquillo, non agitato”.