Italian football is always more controversial and Moggi’s recent absolution from Calciopoli left most of the fans incredulous.
In 2011 Marco Imperato wrote an article about the weird things that happen in Italian football that I believe to be still very contemporary:
Sports competition is one of the best gyms to learn and experience the importance of rules. Those who break the rules and try to cheat must be disqualified and only the best should win, a mix of talent and commitment. Perhaps a trivial lesson that is still a utopia in the economic and political reality of a country like Italy in which, however, often seems to count only the cunning (and not coincidentally corruption and mafia proliferation).
A huge movement like football should take responsibility to practice true sporting values and may thus play a role in the reconstruction of a minimum ethical tissue unless we want to accept the fact that this is just business and fanaticism. I reckon that it is unacceptable that many of our children’s modern idols do not feel the duty to give positive examples of fairness and sportsmanship.
I also think that some of the Scudettos that were denied to Juventus were perhaps deserved on the basis of what they demonstrated on the playing field but the respect for rules and an honest judgement of the facts should stop me from claiming them or making a moral judgement of others. When I read that many Juventus fans have nostalgia for Luciano Moggi, because with him the team was able to win, I feel a great sadness. It’s not that I prefer the incompetent to the thieves but stealing or cheating is simply not an option.
I dream that going to the stadium is a party to which I can bring my kids. I dream to be able to laugh with the opposing fans (as in rubgy). I dream to see my favorite striker explaining to the referee that he had not suffered a foul and promptly gets up to play. I dream that the owners of the teams understand that the image and prestige are worth more than a title.
While waiting I prefer to show to my little kids the talent and class of Federer rather than the whims of Balotelli, hoping that football survives, because it remains one of the most beautiful sports in the world.