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These are the Champions: Final

rising of a sluggish spring, when the major leagues of Europe come to an end, with their reassuring certainties of load (no, no, next year there will be no Osasuna and Stoke City in the Champions League, we can rest assured), comes the voice of the overseas trip to Chelsea on average 12 goals per game, while Barcelona's immortal exploits widely known Arsenal , Real Madrid, all stunned by mirabilanti prowess as the feast of roasted chestnuts with the novel.

Well, you see Chelsea and Barcelona in the Champions League final? No.

made them out, playing with the humility of Siena, Inter Milan. The difference is that Inter are Inter and Siena, in fact. You can answer: this is an issue. Maybe, but then at that point we would have preferred that there really was Siena.

On the other hand, there was no escape, if Inter had played yesterday it openly, he would have celebrated the courage, the bravery, the partisan section. Having raised the barricades, perhaps because even a bad (if not how to describe it, spoilsport?) Expulsion of Motta, go with the heroism, the Thermopylae, with the line of the Piave.

It seems that it should be somewhat proud, participate. In one futuristic scenario, Inter won the Champions as well: a hypothesis is not farfetched, considering that it faced a team, Bayern Monaco, who almost did not even know how to get there, in the final, between Manchester and suicide Ovrebo.

Perhaps, at least, it would calm down. Perhaps, the white handkerchiefs, the fouls by the Criminal Code, the handcuffs, the lament, love, innocence, subversion of the established order, the eye possessed by Maicon and all this sad arsenal of meanness evaporate in a serene contemplation of his newly-acquired status team at the European level.

This, and no other, it seems a good reason to be satisfied.

Everyone deserve what they have (so they say, with a certain amount of simplification): Inter deserved the final, and we, of course, we deserve the Inter in the final.

Eddie & Arturo

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the great Gabriel

I wonder if that day, in coordination, the great Gabriel has also tried recourse, to that air saturated with wisteria and arrogance that comes down from bell and vaulted ceilings with frescoes that inspired the hill and the clouds fade into blue. When he arrived, still had the raw smell of the grass and his face was too young gaucho team not to arouse mistrust between the admirers of statues.

The way to handle the ball was no different bitter accent with which they expressed in interviews, over time, have learned to touch more elegance, to distract the straight line that seemed the quickest way to join the legs to network.

No one can ever tell if the pampas was also led that set of rules by which the soul uncertain staged operas at the beginning of each summer, tempted by the victories that could never have been understood in Florence.

For a long time, the hardening of his blood had to prevail, if the start of the season saw him appear out of shape and emaciated even with mesh purple and captaincy, but then, inexplicably, as it was reduced as a bear out of hibernation-began again to score, with the same ease with which the volcanoes explode, collapse landslides, avalanches slip downstream.

Mind you, there was the elegance of Van Basten, neither the robbery of Inzaghi, not the tactical sense of Milito, rather there was something that could be defined as a need carrying the ball beyond the doors, wherever it is found, whatever the price, in terms of effort, courage or imagination. Look here

, true that Tudor is a mummy, but the fact remains that he feels his breath coming, you see how to bend the back, the wave arrives impact. Then he stays in the air, and explodes a real frenzy. That year was 1998/1999, Batistuta gave the impressive pace, until he gave up his knee early in the second round, defeating the hopes of championship Fiorentina. Then they sent him on the pitch, almost like a kind of totem about a week after surgery, such as going to ski three hours after pneumonia, and he scored a goal from heel to Piacenza, games played with one leg.

Listen, the year after, the commentator. The voice is that of an ordinary share and does not heat the uvula to the solo, which in fact comes out as a sob. From there, there, in that way, you can not score, it is absolutely contrary to the laws of nature, until proven otherwise. Gabriel Omar Batistuta

was sometimes evidence to the contrary.

When he moved to Rome, crying behind a facade in Florence thought they gave him a worm-eaten relic. Maybe it was true, but not worms or termites played one of his legendary first round (on the whole, perhaps stands out the shotgun in the house of Parma, whose door was still Buffon, absolutely amazing).

was also the day when it came to meet with Fiorentina, and the inevitable happened. Not because Fiorentina had, and has a particular predisposition to suffer the goal of ex (this year the remarkable double-Semioli Pazzini Fiorentina-Sampdoria in: only that there was no marked Zauri), but because, as a necessity of course, the manifested in a moment all the past, came back as hard as he had put in pitches thrown in his typical expand outside after having pretended to the inside in the run up to the Fiesole, where a statue dedicated to him too much love, or is it just that Florence can not distinguish between life and brochure of museums.

So he left that incredible shot, that shot normal, because the ball was yet once to go beyond the doors (as you can see, between the word "Batista" and scream "goal " the commentator goes a very long time). That day, the great Gabriel saw the love of a lifetime down under his blows, he bent and laid his pink teeth.

Arturo

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So it goes, so should (?) go

How sadistic, sometimes football. It all seemed

already written, it seemed that, after overcoming the obstacle of the derby, nothing or nobody could stop the ' armada red and yellow, especially in his beautiful stadium, especially if pushed, I miss was a child taking its first steps, by a public experience.
I said, everything seemed to be written: an opponent, Sampdoria, full of "friends": the former Del Blacks goalkeeper Storari (footballing born in Roman province) from the "loan" Guberti former "Lazio" Zauri to finish with Toto Cassano old friend / enemy greeted by a roar of boos at every touch of the ball.
all begins like every heart Giallorossi (and any good anti-Inter!) Hoped, two touches Vucinic - Totti and ball behind Storari, maybe someone has sighed: "I will miss at least not as the coronary arteries during the derby ...." .
Roma played well, very well, seems to want to cut this game off quickly, all in one go, in order to concentrate on the next round of Parma, Sampdoria and Cassano on the contrary peaceful slumber in the dark waiting for the Executioner.
The red and yellow wave, after the initial flash, it surely violates the outstretched hands of a sumptuous Storari, Mr. Damato not see (or do not want to see) a hand ball in the area Sampdoria who might have deserved the penalty and then tap the talent of Bari old brushes falling meekly as a parable on the face of inexorably Pazzini.
Football is sadistic, and if only two shots on goal were enough to overcome a craving Magika for Lazio in the derby today are enough to start at Sampdoria 2 despair; is football, life, everything goes, everything comes back (for some ..) in a sort of karmic balance all allegations of Rome seasonal fortunes are suddenly rebalanced. Sa
of mockery that the coach groped the company Testaccio, probably totally out of ideas, often relies on the finish to win "tactics Mou" fielding four strikers at the same time in the field and taking away a defender! And although the sympathetic
Massimo Mauro is anxious to repeat that the championship is not over yet everybody is aware that the hopes of overtaking another are more algebraic than real.
In this April 25 I will never forget the desire to a team to change their fate, the desire of a group to overthrow the odds of a nation, the strength of an amazing audience that is literally down the field to help its gladiators, the stubbornness of a technician who has tried them all, as his pupils on the other hand, to rewrite history.
We have succeeded, but not to Romania, we can only feel admiration and respect for those guys who were able to treat yourself to a dream of revenge collapsed for a pittance, for the sincere cry of Mexes to the chorus of supporters at the end and during the game, to the embrace of Cassano loyal to his old captain
How sadistic football: How to work absurd in Beckett now the people will be forced to put giallorosso their faint hopes in archenemies cousins \u200b\u200bmocked even two weeks ago ... and say that the day started with a goal and a mistake skirts of "Tir", underrated striker Roman.
Only one discordant note: dear president Sensi, those sentences could have been avoided post-match, the referee has not been perfect, but it certainly has not helped anyone, and in a theater so beautiful, even if faced with a sad defeat, those sentences , understandable, squeak a little. One would have sufficed: "Thanks guys, thanks anyway."

Eddie

PS Greetings to Uncle Joe and his broken hand shot by Riise. It does not happen, but if it happens ... split everything!

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Bio Sassari

Sunday, April 18, 2010 in Sassari, Italy main square has been transformed into "bio square " event created to make citizens aware of the advantages of biological health and the environment by promoting responsible consumption-oriented behaviors.

The square has hosted a dozen certified organic farmers from all over Sardinia who have had the opportunity to promote and taste their products to visitors proving a huge success, so much so that in late morning, many exhibitors have found no more products.

Organic farmers in Sardinia are about 1300 and more than 60,000 hectares are cultivated.

In addition to the Sassari event was held in the streets of Aosta, Ancona, Bari, Belluno, Bologna, Bolzano, Campobasso, Florence, Genoa, Milan, Naples, Palermo, Perugia, Chieti, Potenza, Reggio Calabria, Rome, Turin and Udine.

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retired the number 6

Fusignano Before the Convention, on which rivers of ink have been thrown from a literature far too lenient with the suggestions medievalistiche, the defenses of the football teams were not as stiff as planks of wood half price, deployed in line like a firing squad, counting the millimeters behind as the wedding dress.

least in the Italian league, the defensive structures on the conceptual shift has taken place with the sci-fi (by then) Milan in the second half of the eighties (which has among its antecedents the so-called total football Dutch). From that moment on, the pitch has become elastic material, can be shortened as it was, in their own half being able to draw a virtual line between what is inside and what is out of the game.

In a state of exaltation geometric diagonal movement is defined by an outer defense recovers sull'attaccante opponent who has managed to elude the control of central defenders.

the obsessive search of subtlety is lost but perhaps the figure of the number 6.

The 6 was in the system undecimale, the defender immediately vested with the task of marking. Bore the name of the dog of an old song by F. De Andrè.

The free, that today has become a much more serene in the journal reviews, was by its very nature behind and shy. He watched the game grow from behind the curtain of the markers, with a sense of alienation similar to that which must prove the goalkeeper, but different because he was a stranger among the like, not take the field wearing pajamas.

The free was the last stronghold and the last hope. Did not need to free too much power, his dilemma was the space, to always be ready at the place of choice, a crossroads of no return.

Today, the offside behind the idea that defense is a matter for the weak, and its careful application makes it possible to prevent every attack. Even when it fails, it is chasing the opponent that beat it, a bit 'like a thief who has ripped off the silverware, not to be closed, oppressed, really compete with a hazard, meaning the size and efforts to overcome it. The free

had this unmistakable imprint in its name, in his gait chest out and ball and chain, regardless of the opposing forces, to pull the team out of the mire. Not that pretended to himself great glory: most of the time, escaped the danger, and passed the ball to the proper authorities and let him return in his shadow.

It tells of extremely talented players (among them, Juan Alberto Schiaffino, in Rome), weakened by age or by injuries, played their final seasons as a free, a withdrawal end, in a thoughtful way out of the limelight, as if it really freedom can only be reached on time (almost) expired.

In Italy, the last great interpreter of the role was probably Gaetano Scirea.

From Sacchiana turn, traces of the number 6 might still survive in the distinction between who is director of defense and who is not: change the operations, there must always be someone who commands and the premise of a good defense, as always repeats Eddie, are all in the right choice between the two central defenders.

sections of the old style resisted in Franco Baresi, although the protagonist of that historic Milan. Moreover, the authority of his rides was precisely reflected in the tone with which suspension of disbelief, raising his arm, called the offside trap and all, starting by the arbitrator, if the drinking, without even being touched by doubt.

something today, in what remains of Nesta.

Or all those times that things do not add up and you're under siege, but comes out with a chest out of the battle and takes away the ball away.

Arturo

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sails still tense, the Genoese flag

If he should ever find yourself in a waterfront exposed to the east, to see parts of islands scattered horizon, behind the dark silhouette of a volcano that is also a top upside down, you would know that that place is Canneto , the smaller village of Lipari, from rented rooms at the price lower the bar without pretensions, obsidian and pumice crumbled on the stalls of kids ( carusi , we should say, carusi ).

you sit down or if it was the middle of June, in the heat wave, ahead of a cold coffee, watching the colors of the sea. Then someone would approach recalling a date or a commitment, and beautiful calm, not moving, the replicates in the way in which those shares pass the time: "now".

words, after, later, maybe never.

born here in early May 1941, the football coach Francesco Scoglio. From

good insulation, he disdained all that was not sinking or surfacing. With some preference for the first option, it said.

to see the flags of the teams trained in the section heading of Wikipedia, one perceives the long line of failures. He loved usually succeed in halfway, electrify areas comatose, to use practices from state of exception. Sometimes we succeed, sometimes not, and if was fine, a year later, the sixth or thirteenth, was duly relieved, not without dramas.

But in his total lack of any victory, got exciting moments.

in Serie B in 1985/1986 is likely to lead Serie A by a newly promoted Messina C1. At home, what he called "my bastards" (left, except Salvatore "Toto" Schillaci and Nicolo "Nicholas" Naples, mostly without glory) playing in a pit from which it came out that year, still unbeaten. On entering the field, approaching the bench, Scoglio always showed the fist of an audience into a frenzy.

A few years later, and this is the point, he returned to the "Heavenly Giovanni" with the Genoa team, which finally would have won the Serie A. Although it was the guest coach, did not change the way of greeting, again with his fist closed around the pocket of his jacket. The entire stadium stood to applaud.

where he managed to create this mystical relationship with the fans will not be forgotten, in Genoa as in Messina. Even more than the excellent first season in Serie A with Genoa, will remain in the annals of his second return to Marassi, in Serie B 2001/2002, where amount of imaginative Tunisian players, including quarterback Raouf Bouzaiene, which he discovered in his first African adventure (the second was Libya, a few years later). The

free-kick goal of Francioso in derby against Sampdoria was the apotheosis. They saw him running toward the corner rossoblu as volercisi to throw away, like the sea of \u200b\u200b Canneto , opposite the door.

Of the many famous phrases, the most significant is perhaps this: "the defeat excites me, makes me taste stimuli irreplaceable."

E 'was a filibuster, a carpet salesman, a professional palpitations. But it was the kind of man who refuses to compromise on the upside, and that always gives the best free, because some things are priceless.

If someone had come to propose the purchase of the island that stubborn soul for a plate of lentils or a bulletin board full of trophies, he sure would have answered "now".

words, after, later, maybe never.

Arturo

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¡ Ojala no sea Diego Leo no! These are

Comparisons abound, the illusion of reliving the past is now going strong, and he, the new small high distillate class, technique and fantasy football, them is that in any way, match after match, or better partido partido después , cultivates that collective dream, the cure, making it more vivid. Lionel Andrés Messi
from Rosario, Santa Fe, Argentina, South America, World, Calcium is simply, at present more than any other player that identifies whether the magical play of the ball, fake after fake, shot after shot, step by step, insight after insight.
is not a rare case in football that he who is, by "scholars", considered the best player in the world games in the best team in the world (just look at the latest rankings of gold balloons!), But not so easy to find in the recent past, a team so beautiful, strong and successful as the boat today, with players in their respective roles as the very best or most ball games can make available: Xavier Hernández Creus from Terrassa, Catalonia, Spain, Europe, another who, along with the divine Leo sees "things you people would not believe .." , Daniel Alves da Silva from Juazeiro, Bahia, Brazil, South America, a man who loves running up and down on a band like his ancestor Cafu, but knows how to touch the ball with force and delicacy that only the Brazilians know how to have, Andrés Iniesta Luján by Fuentealbilla, Castilla-La Mancha, Spain, Europe or Gerard Piqué Bernabeu from Barcelona, \u200b\u200bCatalonia, Spain, Europe.
Barcelona, \u200b\u200bCatalan pride, pride of a whole English football has no time and that manages to combine beauty, airy, fun, convenience and victories ... so many victories!
There are different ways to win so there is no way to be successful, there are those who can win the praise and respect of opponents, there are those who claim that these quinine before the head to the winners.
The extraordinary size of the jewel of Josep "Pep" Guardiola by Santpedor, Bages, Catalonia, Spain, Europe, is that despite two years to win almost every competition, almost every true lover of football and sports (except, I think, Supporters of merengues and whole) can not avoid siding with them, to dream with their play, to enjoy with their young talents, to enjoy watching the best player in the world. The size of the team
Català is also the way in which his Leonidas appear before the press and the world in worship, is that before the romp "partido of siglo / Milenium" merely say: "Well if we win well otherwise nobody died ..." , lies in the humility to remember Maldini and Mazzone at the moment of greatest triumph lies in being able to transmit to everyone, players or not, that football is above all, fun, joy and fantasy and not a matter of interest, wiretapping and money vile! There
only a small worm that in my mind these days.
It is said that human beings love to find the similarities, the similarities, the similarities between things, whether the same time, they are daughters of histories, cultures, realities and times, seems to be something which man is led ancestrally to do with or without reason.
And football, the collective delusion of the society, is no exception, so whenever there is a new talent that has the virtue to rise above the others, here beginning in the greedy search for comparisons with the past, so it was for Ronaldo Luis Nazario de Lima from Rio de Janeiro, so it was for Ronaldo de Assis Moreira from Porto Alegre, so did Roberto Baggio by Caldogno, so it was for Romario, Cantona, Zidane and many more ... is now eager to search for the customary journalistic champion of the past and compare it to that now and then ... ... forget it.
This is the strange thing, Maradona / Messi similarity incredible and beautiful that game after game, goal after goal seems more and more alive: just think of the homelands, height, body of a smurf, the preferred foot, the England and the goal to Getafe . The extraordinary similarity
perhaps lacks the ability to learn to pull punishment that even the talent Blaugrana did not show us with the inescapable tradition as his grandfather used to do, but maybe it's just a matter of time ... against our young Golden Ball manages to achieve its business in a football runs 150 per hour if there are Cristiano Ronaldo, Sergio Ramos i, i Maicon, the Villa, the Alvarez, Rooney, dwarfs , all people who had to add the ability to learn to touch the ball a cure for their physical form and their status 20 years ago that was unthinkable to say the least.
the surpassing greatness of our Leonel is that within three days you can laugh at the young shoots Wengheriani with 4 goals and then to risk 3 more to make it to the sumptuous and rich Galacticos.
... but if tomorrow comes the new niño of cantera please compare ourselves to the jewel of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bor the Viking Rooney and not to the great Diego another who played football, who has already made us dream, but belongs to another era, unfortunately or perhaps fortunately, on the other hand have already be satisfied with the new Seine the new Borg, the new Agostini, the new Nicklaus ...

Eddie

PS
Let me please because yesterday at the Santiago Bernabeu, the most important game of the Liga, are among the most important teams took to the field 11 players born in the Iberian peninsula and then become 14 with the changes, Olimpico, Roma-Inter for, including taken over were only 6 ... but we are still the World Champions!

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the Champions League semi-finals of the number five

After we realized that the quarter-finals of the Champions League this year were not, and would have been desirable, Osasuna, Newcastle, Aston Villa-Charleroi, and Nuremberg-Guingamp-Malaga Udinese, but it was just a vision brought on by the culinary excesses / ethyl related to recurrence Easter, we have found that:

1) The derby if the French won the Lyon. In this regard, I wonder if it makes sense that the brilliance of Lyon and Bordeaux, both in France and in Europe, had an inverse trend. Today, the Lyon, which technically went very close to the exemption during the year (firm despite Liverpool), is among the top four teams in Europe and the fight fully for the French title. Maybe it's a sign that a preparation to ensure brilliance at the end of the season is worth the risk of being out of everything already in the middle.

2) Barcelona showed that his carnival has more grip on the real than Arsenal. L. Messi gave the show and is now a continuous comparison with Maradona, Pele and Mother Teresa. Arsene Wenger is left to be guided, for schemes for next year, between twirls and steps of Pedrera.

3) Inter have walked, except for the first first time, on CSKA Moscow. Wonder who that beauty, that pride, that love.

4) In another ballistic prowess, Robben was sent home while the deserving Manchester United. Unmistakably German Bayern's attitude to the obsessive recurrence of the results: as well as with Fiorentina, winning two and losing one leg and three to two to return; amazing fifth and final goal, in both cases, the Dutchman.

Inter-Barcelona:

If you know how to play Barcelona, \u200b\u200bInter can only try to practice the specialty of the house, kicked in the shins. However, the signals that are gathered are not comforting for the Catalans. The lesson of football on Arsenal may lead them to a state of intoxication, which will mount even more if they win Saturday night against Real Madrid. Inter, if nothing else, has its capacity to take advantage of svagatezze to kill others and the result when it's time. Very may depend dall'inviolabilità door Julio Cesar leg.

Bayern Monaco-Lyon:

At Bayern is luxury, new home leg and then return to Robben will try to pull the fly directly from his home. The fact remains that if the qualification for the quarter at the expense of Fiorentina had the daring, the semi-finals at the expense of Manchester to tell the grandchildren. Lyon are strong enough and cunning to overcome the imbalances of staff. We are voting for him, so hopefully in the final J. Mourinho will face, yet, a French team. That time was Monaco, and was sitting on the bench of the Port. The like eating a Madeleine .

Eddie & Arturo

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Montolivo To address this issue, without warning marginal on the stage of European culture, it is far removed from an area of \u200b\u200b' imaginary football, a field of debris, the bed of a river dried up as piles of rusted ribs umbrellas, on which perhaps we broke the nose of the young F. Battiato ( Ionia , 1945).

Many years later, in 2000, this young football player, became a singer, released a album among his most difficult: Magnetic Fields. In track # 2, the philosopher who cares Lentini of the texts reads, more or less like this: "And 'mathematics the language of today, the cries not broken. It is the chorus of the survivors, the Latin with which man Today celebrates the liturgy of extinction, without understanding much. The numbers do not can love. " What we

M. Sgalambro (which is not the coach of Comiso) was referring to was, beyond any reasonable doubt, the epochal change that has allowed a certain point on, players to choose their jersey number between one and ninety-nine.

In all likelihood, the reason liberalization has been so much goodwill towards the esoteric talent of the players, the necessary adaptation to the numerological whirlwind campaign purchases: If the first team had eleven members and a handful of stocks more or less stable throughout the year, today has, as shown by the path of Nick Pirandello's "Dynamite" Amoruso, a potentially unlimited number (or rather, undefined) of athletes, depending on the economic power of presidents and the failures of the season.

So, are legitimate left wing with the number 53, or the median with 46 if there is to implicitly refer to the article of the Constitution preferred the address of his girlfriend at the time he went good for roulette.

in football before the Babel of numbers, it captures more accurately and perhaps not without some taste, the inexplicable correspondence between meaning and sign in the allocation of shirt numbers. Seven of the right wing, the three left-back, nine of the center was not a strict limitation of possible tactics, but the immediate identification of number and area of \u200b\u200bthe camp, the baggage of skills, tools of the trade, a mass Focus talent.

As evidence of the fact that unlimited freedom is a freedom-limiting, with the only conceivable basis undecimale were transgressions and faults, from the elusive "nine and a half" of which here you have a wonderful example, and ending with the subject of this post , Enigma or the number 5.

Strictly speaking, the 5 was and is the number of stopper, the central defender. There is one type of player who can rightly aspire to this shirt.

It is that midfielder who does not play immediately behind the peaks, such as ten, but even that can be confused with the breakwater in front of the defense, calling the four and eight (eight is, for example, Marco Tardelli ).

This player has a wide angle view, because he sees the field to 360 degrees. With his passing, he decides what to do action, whether calm or vote on the attack. Or, walk the ball, because no one can break away from feet.

If this player exists, can not be a Fellini half past eight, it should have some stretch of the center, which however lacks.

may be a four and a half but, apart from the incorrect admixture with the central defender, its added value can not be limited to a fraction, but must draw on one more unit: he is four plus one, 5. Happens then, in such a case, that the stopper move back and play, exceptionally, with the number four jersey.

in the Italian league, players who fit this identikit are A. Pirlo (Milan), D. Marcelo Cortes Pizarro (Roma), R. Montolivo (Fiorentina). In Europe, come to mind C. Fabregas, S. Gerrard and X. Xavi Hernandez Creus in art, respectively, Arsenal, Liverpool and Barcelona (some would say Xabi Alonso, Real Madrid, but it seems to me a blowjob.)

as archetypes, needless to say, Paulo Roberto Falcao.

Why five, one would wonder.

Although not the middle number in the top eleven (that is six), 5 seems to encompass a compelling principle of convergence. It is no coincidence that it gives to those players that pass through constantly the game of the team. The mind and heart, carried in the mind or heart, what inspires and moves the limb achieves. To be the center, 5 can play everywhere, then it is not him who is out of place, but it means that the center has shifted, and all must be organized again around that motor touring.

Arturo