Mondiali di Calcio due

That was a fuckin' beautiful goal from Del Piero
but ever since i first watched an Italy match (against Ghana, and my ghod the Azzuri played like pussies) i loved poor frustrated Buffon. and again...poor frustrated Buffon. every match i watched featured a poor, frustrated Buffon. and after Buffon comes Nesta, Del Piero, Camoranesi and hot-headed Jaquinta. don't know why, but i like the hot-head.
And now i too, after i swore i wouldn't, after the ruthless fun we poked at the soccer-fanatic Woodbridge wannabes, am longing to be in sweaty, overcrowded Rome so i can enjoy the proper thrill of ITALY IS IN THE SEMIS BI-OTCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HUZZAH
and i miss my cousins more than ever because i can finally talk soccer with them. although Totti is a primadonna and not a soccer player, IMHO
now i know that longing for Italy. I keep having Rome overlayed over suburban Toronto. and i can't walk the Colosseum twice a day any more.
however i also miss my tea and my home library. and movies. and talking to people
but then i miss being able to go to a piazza and enjoya gelato
back and forth it goes