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| Milan |
Caught the train this morning to the centre
of Milan to check out the sites of the old city which where very
impressive. People milling about
everywhere and it’s not even the busiest time of the year. It must be something else when it’s high
summer.
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| An arch. |
Went to a Serie A game (Italian Premier
League) in the afternoon to see the mighty Inter Milan and European powerhouse
take on the bottom of the table Sienna at the world famous San Siro stadium.
After out 5-3 goalfest in Germany we were
looking forward to the home team dishing out some rough justice to the plucky cellar
dwelling Siennans. For the uninitiated
Italian football is a game polar opposite to the English Premier League where
the build-up to an attack happens slowly rather than at breakneck speed like it
does in England. This resulted in a
rather dour (others would say normal) first 70 minutes of football without a
goal being scored. At the 71st
minute the ball finally hit the back of the net but at the wrong bloody
end. One nil to Sienna. Not to worry this’ll be just the thing Inter
need to pull their finger out of the proverbial.
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| San Siro stadium - Inter Milan vs Sienna |
15 minutes later and after wave after wave
of attacks by Inter…….GOALLLLLLLL!!!!!……..by bloody Sienna again hitting
them on the break.
Sienna 2 – Inter 0.
Well you should have seen the crowd empty
out of the stadium. It was as if someone
had pulled the plug from the bathtub.
The final whistle went soon after putting Inter out of their misery with
the remaining patrons heaping loud boos and whistles on the Inter players. No hanging around after the game signing
autographs like at a Brisbane Roar game.
A poor result but still worth going to if
only to see the histrionics the Italians players if so much as having been
touched by a feather. Pathetic really in
the eyes of this Aussie but the locals didn’t seem to mind as they see conning
the ref as just part of the game.
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| Duomo cathedral |
Went back into the city and walked more of the
old town and spent more time than I’ve spent in a church for many a year
checking out Cathedral Duomo.
After that we headed out to dinner at one
of the restaurants on the Piazza and our wallets got roundly spanked for our
troubles. Still sometimes you have to
splash out.
On the train home and back to our 4 star
digs.
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| I'm hurt |
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| I'm dying! |
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| It's a miracle! |
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| Not the result we wanted. |
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| The boys may have splashed out on the wrong shirts. |
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