

They Don’t Mess Around in Sicily
By: Martha | January 1st, 2007
I know this happened a few days ago, but that doesn’t make it any less post-worthy: Rino Foschi, Palermo’s sporting director, was a sent a goat’s head as a Christmas gift. Had the head been attached to a vibrant, happy goat’s body, it would have been an odd but vaguely cool anonymous gift (plus, it might have made his daughter shut up about that pony she wants). However, since the head was body-less and packed in a box, Foschi’s reaction was less that gleeful — plus, it scared the crap out of his wife.
Let this be a lesson to those of you who are considering buying a Sicilian football club: Don’t. No matter how strong your start is, if you end the first half “only” third in the table, it’s open season on you and any livestock in the area. The message, I guess, being YOUR HEAD COULD BE NEXT, RINO!, so keep that in mind as you spend the break searching for magicians to heal Amauri’s knee and curse the health of Inter’s front line.
Look, I can understand sending animal heads when a team is in the drop zone (Who among us hasn’t done that?) but when they’re in third? It’s not like Foschi isn’t upset about the recent dip in form. What, he needs a goat’s head to realize the team has been dropping points recently?
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haha, that is so fuckin funny!
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