From the codetechnology.ca vault: identity and Italian football…
(From the archives, first posted in May 2008.)
I spent two weeks in Italy last month and it is truly one of the most beautiful places on earth. So it was appropriate that I attend a match of the ‘beautiful game’, aka calcio, football, soccer.
The game was Fiorentina (Florence) vs. Sampdoria (Genoa), and it had some importance so a large crowd was expected. I set out on the number 51 bus from Florence’s historic centre, bound for a suburban stadium near the Tuscan hills north of the town center. 45 minutes before game time the bus was full of purple-shirted — and well-behaved — Fiorentina fans.
Once near the stadium I realized that I had no idea of where to buy a ticket, so in my pitiful Italian I asked assorted gate personnel, coffee shop clerks and fans where the ticket office was.
I found one inside a cafe across the…
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