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Tears of anger and joy: this is Sampd’Oro’s revenge

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A shower of tears gathered in an embrace. Tears of joy and emotion, loose in those still alive with pain, for all that happened in the months of the pandemic. And for ancient sports scars that still burned in the hearts of many in Liguria. Roberto Mancini cried like a child at Wembley in 1992 when with his Sampdoria he saw the Champions Cup fade against Barcelona and above all he felt the Sampd’Oro adventure melt away. With his twin Vialli on the starting foot and the dream of Europe shattered. But perhaps this is precisely the profound meaning of football that is so much like life and that no one can afford to ignore. Struggle and fall and then get up. Fight with dignity, as Gian Luca did against the disease. Struggle and get up even stronger. Also strong in vision and good feelings.

They cried together on Sunday night, and we with them. They cried together like two children Mancini and Vialli, united in a close that smells of an ancient friendship, born in the Eighties in Bogliasco. A paradise of gentle Sampdoria hues that seemed to be able to preserve everything and everyone from time in a bubble. The emotions, the successes, the mild years of youth. And perhaps it really was like that, at least for the most important thing: the bonds and feelings, the authentic ones, which know how to resist the saltiness and the falling of the sand in the inexorable hourglass of time. To the point that on the night of the triumph Mancini’s thought does not forget the president Paolo Mantovani and the Sandorians in the sweet words of a dedication.

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It is no coincidence that in the coach’s staff there is a lot of vintage Sampdoria, with Lombardo, Salsano, Nuciari and Evani, other precious pieces that have never lost sight of each other. And least of all, the harmony of the blue group in the month of the European Championships is a coincidence, but even earlier, since the first steps of 2018, with the arrival of Mancini in Coverciano. A place where as a footballer of infinite class he has never been able to reap the satisfactions he would have amply deserved. This too – like the final against Barcelona – was another chapter that had to be overcome. And Mancini’s guys have been able to prepare the plot with extreme care with which to give a whole new flavor to the story. And enter the legend.

Because this success, in some way, reconciles with the past and looks to the future. To the next challenges of a magnificent national team. To the great desire to restart in everyday life. To the hope of serenity that pulsates in the rain of tears collected in an embrace. Only tears of joy now. While the leaden cloak of London was more than ever tinged with blue. And it resembles the light-flooded sky of Liguria, where it all began. Once and for all. –

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