Enrico Pucci
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View attachment 231495Friday, 26 August 2016
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"Good morning, Aurelio," I said as I walked into my barbershop.
"Roma e Gloria, please have a seat," he said.
"So ... Sampdoria on Sunday," I said. "Life after Totti begins, eh?"
"Yes, The Eternal Captain is gone, long live the Captain," he replied. "And may you lose by five tomorrow. Now lean back, it's time for the towel."
"I think Michel might be one of the first managers to get sacked," I said as he draped the steaming hot towel on my face. "I hope we help make his life miserable and his stay in Napoli short."
"The Partenopei are always ****," he said. "It doesn't really matter who their manager is. De Laurentiis is an idiot."
"No, seriously, tell me how you really feel."
"You are so full of yourself," he said. "You probably even think you'll do well in Europe now that you have Kyriakos."
"You have the tougher group," I said. "Getafe and Union Berlin aren't pushovers and you better not stumble with Viktoria Plzen."
"Save me your advice," Aurelio said. "Let's lather you up. Club Brugge and PAOK Athens will be hard. That Turkish team though ..."
"Karabukspor."
"Yes, that's them. Turkey is crazy. Your away game will be crazy. But back to Napoli. Giovinco is a joke. Jose Callejon and Duvan Zapata at forward. Please."
"I don't understand why they haven't purchased a top-class forward," I said. "I would insist. And you're right. Giovinco is not top class."
"But Napoli are sneaky, you know," he said. "I swear they or the Camorra pay off the refs for home games. Just look at all the favorable calls. Look."
"So you like Kyriakos, then?" I said. "You should be worried, you know. He and Abdennour are a nasty pair."
"They are ****," Aurelio said as he began shaving me. "But I bet you're pretty happy about that purchase."
View attachment 231494
"Good morning, Aurelio," I said as I walked into my barbershop.
"Roma e Gloria, please have a seat," he said.
"So ... Sampdoria on Sunday," I said. "Life after Totti begins, eh?"
"Yes, The Eternal Captain is gone, long live the Captain," he replied. "And may you lose by five tomorrow. Now lean back, it's time for the towel."
"I think Michel might be one of the first managers to get sacked," I said as he draped the steaming hot towel on my face. "I hope we help make his life miserable and his stay in Napoli short."
"The Partenopei are always ****," he said. "It doesn't really matter who their manager is. De Laurentiis is an idiot."
"No, seriously, tell me how you really feel."
"You are so full of yourself," he said. "You probably even think you'll do well in Europe now that you have Kyriakos."
"You have the tougher group," I said. "Getafe and Union Berlin aren't pushovers and you better not stumble with Viktoria Plzen."
"Save me your advice," Aurelio said. "Let's lather you up. Club Brugge and PAOK Athens will be hard. That Turkish team though ..."
"Karabukspor."
"Yes, that's them. Turkey is crazy. Your away game will be crazy. But back to Napoli. Giovinco is a joke. Jose Callejon and Duvan Zapata at forward. Please."
"I don't understand why they haven't purchased a top-class forward," I said. "I would insist. And you're right. Giovinco is not top class."
"But Napoli are sneaky, you know," he said. "I swear they or the Camorra pay off the refs for home games. Just look at all the favorable calls. Look."
"So you like Kyriakos, then?" I said. "You should be worried, you know. He and Abdennour are a nasty pair."
"They are ****," Aurelio said as he began shaving me. "But I bet you're pretty happy about that purchase."