

Meltdown in Livorno!
By: Martha | January 15th, 2007
Despite being only four points out of the Champions League qualifier position, Livorno imploded this weekend. First, as mentioned earlier today, their 5-1 thrashing by Atalanta resulted in the immediate firing of manager Daniele Arrigoni. When he sacked the gaffer after the game, team owner Aldo Spinelli lost his mind a little, ranting about his humiliation, the impossibility of giving up 9 goals in two games, and his desperate desire to fire … himself — if only there wasn’t so much work to be done, he’d be out on his ass.
In the wake of the sacking, both goalkeeper Marco Amelia and team talisman Cristiano Lucarelli spoke out on behalf the “unified” team in support of Arrigoni, with the latter even holding out hope that Spinelli would change his mind and bring the manager back. (Am I being paranoid to associate this weird request with Lucarelli’s closeness to Livorno ultras? Fan groups have forced stranger things in Italy.) Though Spinelli is carefully avoiding criticism of Lucarelli — again with the ultra power, methinks — he launched a broadside on Amelia this afternoon, essentially calling the player a dirty Roman: “I tried to teach him good manners, but he ended on the bench in every club he played for. I hope he immediately finds a new outfit.” And! Not only is Amelia a little punk, but if he can’t be sold during the current transfer window, the president insists he will be sitting on his ass in the stand rather than increasing his transfer value with first team play. So there.
As reader/commenter Ginkers said on his blog, it’s this sort of madness that makes Italian football so bloody magnificent — where else in Europe can you find football so good, simmered in an atmosphere of total insanity?
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watching the serie a is like watching an all-male soap brimming with fabulous hair and gratuitous thigh-flashing.
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Best. Comment. Ever.
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Ah, that gratuitous thigh-flashing. Isn’t that kind of, like, the point of the game?
What, you mean there’s a ball on the field too?
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Let’s not forget random nudity on the pitch and elaborate goal celebrations.(Yes, I’m looking at you Corradi.)
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well, that and post-game shirt removal.
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