puncicate vs stabbing in the buttocks.
English can be very prosaic
some amount of bitching from LFC fans
donât destroy the city, donât get pissed and behave badly and you will be ok
You seem far too intelligent for this forum but yes youâre right. German, French, Italian and even our own language have, for want of a better analogy, a bit about them. French is lovely to listen to, Italian seems to roll off the tongue and is full of energy. The German language, while not as easy on the ear have a word to describe situations or feelings that English lacks.
No more than Russia youâd want your head examined to go out there.
Weâll be doing our puncicateing on the pitch.
I often feel the opposite is the case. I suppose thatâs one of the reasons why Iâm such a lovely fella.
Poor old Di Bartolomei took the defeat very badly. Itâs only football.
did the Barca or Shaktar fans get much hassle or is it just you English that get slaps?
Rome is a very dangerous and violent place to go for a soccer match. The narrative painted by Sunday Times, Football Correspondent, Jonathan Northcroft of his experiences attending matches in Rome and matches involving AS Roma make for chilling reading.
Iâm not sure they care who they attack once theyâre an easy target.
whenever I think of roma ultras, I think of the brave sir robin from the holy grail
thatâs a cracker
Just the British louts that get a few deserved slaps.
agreed
The Rooskis softened their cough, sent them scurrying like the cowards they are.
Mate Italian bizzies are socusers.
The cosmic forces are allinging against us.Ewan now kind of likes Liverpool.
This has added to my unease
Ewan knows⌠Heâs backing the winning horse this time
Italian partisanship is a very classy and dramatic business: Puncicate, Fiatâs darting through buses, long slender knives, burning pyres of scarves, losing captains shooting themselves in the chest, ambushes on bridges and a historical lineage going back to the roman empire. And every one of them dressed to perfection.
Liverpool have youâll never walk alone for the millionth time. In a fake jersey under imitation leather.