It was in Sardinia, it was summer. Swallowing me a toad, I saw myself in a caravan of cars giving to the horn and waving tricolor flags. They were celebrating Italy’s victory over Germany in the finals of the 1982 World Cup of Spain, where our selection made a ridiculous host.
It was in Sardinia, it was summer. Swallowing me a toad, I saw myself in a caravan of cars giving to the horn and waving tricolor flags. They were celebrating Italy’s victory over Germany in the finals of the 1982 World Cup of Spain, where our selection made a ridiculous host.