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大家看完发表一下感慨啊!
DIAVOLO=魔鬼 象征了米兰
南看台球迷有首歌的歌词就是
Diavolo, Diavolo, Diavolo
Diavolo, Diavolo, Diavolo...
Diavolo, Diavolo, Diavolo
Diavolo, Diavolo!!!
DIAVOLO下载 魔鬼DIAVOLO(http://www.fdl.it/sound/fdl-diavolo.mp3)
[本贴由家住米兰的老米兰球迷DIAVOLO所写]
正如你们许多人都知道那样，我是米兰的季票持有者，自小至今，除了我身居国外的日子。抛开生病和其它不可避免的原因，我都场场不落地去圣西罗看球。
我和米兰一起走过她的起起落落，即使在球队落魄的时候，我仍然是那些挤在球场看台上的一员。当我们在倒数第二轮意大利杯德比中因Bergomi的一记进球而出局时，-(这是80年代初， 我们还在乙级的时候，这场比赛对当时的我们意味着一切)- ，我就在现场 。
我记得，清晰得仿佛如昨日一样，我们的同城对手对于我们的败落 是如何地津津乐道。我记得，在随后失意的灰色岁月里，我们几乎被剥夺任何开口说话的机会，因为每一个意大利球迷都会对我们大加讽刺嘲弄。
我自己亲眼看到，当我们3年里第2次降入乙级时，60岁的老翁如何泪流满面；我记得，当球队被降级时，小孩子们如何含着眼泪去学校。我记得，我们作为米兰球迷是如何被剥夺了说话的权力，这，就是我们曾经经受过的悲惨经历。
好象每个非米兰球迷都有一个特别的使命，那就是羞辱我们。我们是第一支把冠军杯带回到意大利的球队，1963年首次捧杯，1969年再次夺冠；而每个球迷，无论是在球场、学校、办公室还是在酒吧，都责无旁贷地对我们的落魄加以奚落。
除了巴雷西，一大批球员离开了我们，其中最醒目的是国脚Fulvio Collovati 投入INTER的怀抱， 留给我们的是失败和羞辱。
在米兰城，情形尤为恶劣，INTER开了一个星期的庆祝宴会， 在那个星期里，天天PARTY不断 。
我们紧紧地团结在一起，我们聚集在圣西罗， 我们聚集在客场比赛的场地。难以置信，我们的球迷日益增加，我们抱成一团，对抗所有的人，不像JUVE和INTER，我们没有盟友球队。当我们第一次回到意甲时，我们球场全员满座。在那没有缴费电视的年代，有一个赛季，我们有7万多球迷持有季票，这是爱、是信念、是希望的见证，它不是建立在球队实力上的，其它的球队有诸如鲁梅尼格、普拉蒂尼、罗西、法尔考或者济科这样的大牌，我们有的只是Luther Blissett，但是， 我们回来了 。
爱与激情，这就是我们球迷所能够给予球队的，1986年一位年青的商人决定，该是把荣誉重新带回给这支平民球队的时候了。
新的历史篇章从此打开，我们回来了，这次是真正地回来了。
嘲讽仍然存在，但是，渐渐地我们的对手意识到这回是真的了；1989年5月28日，地点巴塞罗纳，继我们最后一次欧冠胜利的20年后，冠军杯决赛，令人永生难忘的是，诺坎浦球场完全被红黑色装点，我就在现场，那是我最后一次为自己心爱的球队流泪。
90‘000名虔诚的红黑球迷们聚集在巴塞罗纳，这是体育历史上最大的一次人口迁徙活动，所有饱经羞辱的兄弟们动用一切可能的手段，-汽车、自行车、火车、轮船-，赶到巴塞罗纳。那些在场的人们，大概永远不会再见到巴塞罗纳1989年5月28日类似的情形重现，这个日子应该为所有的米兰球迷永远铭记于心，这是我们浴火重生的日子。
1993年，我们在未失一场比赛的情况下，失手于冠军杯决赛；这个星期三，我们在给全世界奉献了一场精彩纷呈的比赛后，没有能举起冠军杯。每一次失败，都令人无比惋惜 ，没有一次失败会象这次那样被优雅大度地接受，没有一次失败会象这次那样充满了偶然。
这一切，你们知道，他们知道，我也知道。
Forza Milan
1989年5月28日 CampNou 现场照片
重回甲级后主场巴雷西的巨幅画像
[原文如下]
As most of you know, I am a season ticket holder, been one since I was a kid but for the years I\'ve lived abroad, I have never failed but due to being sick or other unpostponable reasons to show up in San Siro I\'ve lived the highs and the lows, I was one of thoese that packed the stands even when things were not that glamourous and succesfull I was in the stands when we played and lost in the last second through a Bergomi goal a Coppa Italia derby back in the early 80\'s when we were in 2nd division and it meant so much for us, I remember as yesterday our city rivals enyoing every second of it. I remember the years of doom when we were barely allowed to speak cause every single fan in Italy would laugh at us, I saw with my eyes 60 years old men crying when we were relegated for the 2nd time in 3 years
I remember kids going to school in tears when this happened, I remember how us Milan fans were deprived of even the right to speak, such was the embarassment we went through; it was as if every single non Milan fan was on a special mission to bash us. We were the first team to bring a Champions League to Italy back in 1963 doubled in 1969, every single fan no matter in wich stadium, school, office or bar had a moral duty to corner us in our misery
But for Franco Baresi a number of players left us, the most illustious of wich was NT player Fulvio Collovati that signed for Inter, we were defeated and humiliated
In Milano in particular, things were even worst, the Inter board had a week of feasts, with parties every single day of the week.
We stood United, we gathered in San Siro aswell as in away games in numbers Incredibly Milan fans were multiplying by the day, we felt united against everbody, we had no twinned teams but a couple, unlike Inter and Juventus, we were filling our stadium in our first years back in Serie A, prior to pay tv, in one particular season we had 70.000 plus season ticket holders a tangible sign of love faith and and hope not based on the true value of the team. Other teams had players such as Rummenigge, Platini, Paolo Rossi, Falcao or Zico, we had Luther Blissett, but we were back
Such was the love and passion that our supporters granted the team that in 1986 a then young buisnessman decided that it was time to bring some pride back to the team of working class Milano.
Then came history, We were back, this time for good
Derision was still their, but day after day, our rivals knew that something BIG was to happen
The 28th of May 1989 in Bracelona, 20 years after our last, and victorious, Champions League final, the incredible happened; The Neu Camp was totally tinted in Red&Black, I was their, it was the last time my eyes were watering for my/our beloved Milan
90.000 devotees to the Devil gathered in Barcelona in the biggest migration Sports has seen all the brothers humiliated for years travelled to Barcelona with all possible means, car, bike, train, bus, boat. He whos was their, will never witness anything remotely comaparable Barcelona 28th May 1989, a date that should be learnt by heart by all Milanisti. It was our resurection from doom
We are a melting pot of emotions, no other team in the last 40 plus years has been on the front pages like us decade after decade. From Nereo Rocco to Sacchi, from Fabio Capello to Ancelotti, from Maldini father to Maldini son, from Jose Altafini to Shevchenko
In 1993 we lost a Champions League Final after having won every single match leading to the final, last wendsday we lost after delivering showtime to the world
Never a defeat has been so unfortunate, never a defeat has been taken with such grace, never a defeat has been so circumstantial
You know it, they know it, I know it
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发表于 2005-11-4 13:24:20
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