At nine o’clock in the morning I received a call from Toni Cabot, the director of INFORMATION; he cries, almost pleading with me (“God, the European Cup is starting and we need your fine analysis, your technical wisdom, your legendary football instinct, your understanding of football.” Far from analytical and nepotistic. And above all, we need a completely reliable collaborator who is financially self-sufficient there is, you know what I mean…”) His word is order and after a very difficult negotiation in which I set my salaries to the maximum (and the maximum is of course the maximum) I tell Toni that yes, I want it. He tells me that I am out of touch with football in general, what kind of style does the team have? Even though I said that I don’t know what he has, and that the coach is as boring as him (and a ball: those applause…) We have a Croatia that always has a toothache and an Italy that kicked us out four years ago. So I don’t know, I don’t know…
