158. What Suffering!
Every Sunday I risk a heart attack. But why? Every Sunday I ask myself the same question, “Why should I suffer, why the hell I should care about Fiorentina?”
But then every Sunday it’s the same emotion. When they lose, I feel nervous for three days… When they win my week starts well and I seem to be feeling positive!
I’m on the train, I’m on the way back from Turin with my son Tommaso. We don’t talk about the game. There is not much to say. The Turin team was playing a very tight defense against Fiorentina who wasted many good chances. Luckily a questionable penalty gave us a bit of oxygen, but this was quickly followed by a goal from Turin… a strange one, not easy to interpret.
I missed my beautiful television, the big screen involves me in everything that happens on the field. The thrill of being on the ground is different, but the replays on TV make you better understand what is happening and you can see the referee’s mistakes more clearly!
Then finally the right goal is scored… the perfect action… from the very player who had just been sent on the field five minutes before! From that moment we also hoped to win… to achieve the sixth consecutive win… that would have been wonderful! I hoped, but as things developed it seemed impossible… We should be satisfied with a 2 to 2 score.
Without Jovetić, Pizarro, Aquilani and Toni injured you could not hope for too much… but hope is always the last thing to die!
Even today the team is not at full strength. Our boys showed a lot of determination and will to win. A team like this has not been seen for a long time…
Next Sunday we have to regain lost ground. Sampdoria will have to capitulate!
Now I turn to the “dear” friends, cheering with me who have written some nasty comments about me on Fiorentina.it. “I’m not allowed to externalize my rooting for Fiorentina, otherwise I have to endure criticism?” Dear friends do you feel it is right? I’ve never had and probably never will have the financial ability to buy Fiorentina. My investments are dedicated to my work and to the 600 people who contribute to the success of my company. On this basis even King Midas, as the owner of a football team, would face constant criticism…
When you think that throughout my business career I have promoted the name of Florence around the world without ever receiving a word of thanks… just criticism.
It is sad, but the only criticisms ever leveled at me are from my fellow citizens!
I am a Florentine of humble origins, I built my business from scratch.
I would prefer that we all value one another for what we have achieved rather than criticize one another for what have not yet accomplished.
Un bacino a tutto il mondo.
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