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Triangles Are Cool.
By: chris |Roma v Bologna
I like triangles. A lot. One after another…
Just win. How about that? Just win.
Squad
Andreolli
Antunes
Baptista
Bertagnoli
Brighi
Cerci
Cicinho
Doni
Esposito
Faty
Greco
Guberti
Juan
Menez
Mexes
Motta
Okaka
Perrotta
Pit
Pizarro
Riise
Vucinic
Assenti: Burdisso, Totti.
Squalificati: De Rossi, Cassetti, Taddei (2)
XI
Doni
Motta, Mexes, Juan, Riise
Cerci, Pizarro, Brighi, Perrotta
Menez, Vucinic.
Streams: MyP2P; atdhe.
A Black & White Affair.
By: chris |Udinese 2 – Roma 1
GAME
Cleared, and that’s game. No three minutes of added stoppage this half.
Di Natale skies one, one last chance to go down the pitch.
Brighi off after a great deal of running.
Finally, Baptista. How casual.
90′ Slowly play building back up, but this will take a miracle with Vucinic in the game.
And are we [...]
Udinese: Mirko, Mirko, Mirko.
By: chris |Udinese
The injury list is bustling, the back line is patchwork, the midfield full of grit but no flair, and Mirko Vucinic’s doppelganger is still roaming the pitch without the slightest clue. No Totti, no Pizarro, no Menez, no idea where the creativity will come from. No words, really, for a game which could use so [...]
Roma Has A Curse, And Its Name Is Livorno.
By: chris |I’ll Bring The Noose, You Bring The Camera.
By: chris |VotD: The Marco Andreolli.
By: chris |There was a great deal wrong with that game, but my word what a goal from Marco – and a bit of a flair for the dramatic, too.
Well, At Least There’s One Totti Hanging Out.
By: chris |Fulham 1 – Roma 1
Last play of the game. Last play. An absolutely epic finish of accuracy and fire that would blush the cheeks of many a world class striker.
GAME
What a fucking goal. What a goal!
ANDREOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLIIII MARCOOOOOOOOO
A final corner. Fulham doing pretty well at keeping the balls from play.
Mirko bursts for a corner. Everybody [...]
Houdini Takes London.
By: chris |Fulham v Roma
The misunderstood genius. The whiny brat. Which hat will he don?
Let’s make no mistake, with Francesco on the sidelines, this game is about one man – nay, one boy – and one boy alone: Jeremy Menez. His performance on the weekend was, much like his talent, tantalizing. He’d like some more, please, and [...]






