Do you remember where you were on Monday 5th July 1982? And Sunday 11 July 1982? Or, what do you know about those two famous dates? Has anyone ever told you about them?
I remember it well, because it was my personal discovery of the epic. I was 8 years old and I was celebrating, drunk with emotion and adrenaline, the legendary victory of the Azzurri 3-2 against Brazil at the World Cup in Spain. And then the final 3-1 triumph against Germany, in Madrid: the exultation of the President of the Republic, Sandro Pertini, the world cup raised by Dino Zoff, and the scopone match on the return flight from the mundial triumph.
But that unexpected victory definitely surpassed sport, becoming the symbol of a country that came out of the 70s of terrorism, to enter the colorful 80s: the redemption of Made in Italy, well-being and commercial TV.
A riot of patriotism and national unity, behind the goals of a revived Paolo Rossi, after criticism and a two-year ban for football-betting.
The 80 were, however, also the spendthrift and carefree years that will incubate a new turbulent period in our country, which will lead to divisions and fractures: the fall of the Berlin Wall, the Clean Hands investigation, the end of the first republic and the boom. of the Lega di Umberto Bossi, endemic corruption, public debt and the massacres of the mafia.