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Sport must once again take back its dignity and identity
When I was a child, motoring and football filled me with great emotions, not only for the happiness that one feels while taking part, in particular football, not only for the role models; the coaches, managers, solid coherent and honest men, not only… probably nobody else will understand it, but for me these two different sports are above all poetry….
When can sport succeed in arousing in one, the desire to go beyond the limits of space - time?
When can one perceive elements in the football pitch’s grass or in a racing track framed with “green mansions”, which free the soul from all that weighs it down (pride, interests and prevarication)?
When one starts to feel a great serenity in spending some time just sitting and admiring, part of the racing track or a football pitch?
All of this occurs if you can manage to find the transparency in a sporting activity and wisdom of the heart in the sportsmen/sportswomen and spectators.
One of the greatest enemies of sport, among other problems, is the lack of feeling, a kind of mechanization, above all in the champions, men or women, robot like, incapable of expressing this great humanity, which great champions like Bartali and Senna could offer us, great men not only gifted with a great talent but also a great heart. Maybe Senna was one of the last poet sportsmen, I hope others will be born, but for the moment I can’t see any.
He said that driving a Formula 1 car allowed him to express himself completely: “For me to drive is to laugh, to cry, to pray….it’s poetry”.
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Is it possible that the desire to freely fly alongside poetry verses is spontaneously born in some manager, sportsperson, footballer or spectators soul?
I don’t think its possible, not because none of them are capable of conducting their thoughts beyond the madness of the chaos created every day by sporting events, above all a football game, but nobody can manage to free oneself from the great weights which oblige them to remain in the cage of great spokespersons along with the deceits, power, arrogance and the ridiculous. In spite of that, it’s not that difficult to leave the cages, instead of worrying about whether they will attend or not the most important parties, they would be better off spending their energies in another more certain and useful manner: by putting dignity back into sport. I would like to give some advice to motoring sport managers and above all to the football clubs: observe who is confronting the steepest mountains; take them as an example, the humility, tenacity and loyalty of the alpinists... |
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Read the article in SportMonza.com site
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Read the commentary in the Gribaudi Editorial |
Probably, confronting a wall enriches the soul a lot more than just kicking a ball. Let’s hope that at least alpinism manages to maintain its identity.
I am closing this document proposing the opening phrase with a brief reflection: when I was a child, motoring and football filled me with great emotions… and now? Even though I wish that the sporting spirit was taken more into account, the motoring sport continues to give me the same great emotions. Football, being another emotionless industry, which weekly presents itself more or less genuine, shows great nostalgia for a worthier past, for a nicer game, for ideas, for the more spectacular and real games, which can create enthusiasm and spark off an almost certain hope: the future will see the appropriation of all the good qualities from the past. For the moment, the real sportspersons cannot feel emotions… In almost all the stadiums, there is a thick fog, in such conditions; one cannot see the game that well.
Daniela ASARO
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