Posts Tagged Fiorentina
The word striker could have been invented for Gabriel Batistuta. Whatever the situation, Batigol knew, instinctively, how to really strike a ball. How to hit it so that it had the biggest chance of flying past the goalkeeper and into the net.
The following fast-paced video illustrates this excellently.
The prototypical Italian player is the cynical, effectice, man-marking defender. The player who knows more than anyone how to turn the greatest of strikers into a useless bystanders. But looking at the current Italian team, something just as traditionally Italian is missing from the side. Where is the new Rivera, Mazzola, Del Piero, Zola, Totti or Baggio? Where is that technically gifted player who can both create chances and score tons of goals? Where is, as the Italians call it, Italy’s new Fantasista?
In celebration of one such Fantasista, 4Dfoot had created an homage to Roberto Baggio. Watch his greatest goals and dribbles for Fiorentina, Juventus, Milan, Bologna, Inter and Brescia.
This article is from October 23rd. Socrates has since passed away.
The Brazilian football legend Socrates is suffering from dangerously poor health. After years of alcohol abuse only a new liver can save his life. The man who beautified football, and as a physician guarded over the health of others, has chronically neglected his own body.
“Socrates, your liver is in a terrible condition. You really need to stop drinking beer”, his physican had told him. The intelligent ex-footballer didn’t hesitate for a moment and followed his doctor’s advice. From that moment, he indulged himself with bottles of wine. It would nearly cost him his life.
This recent anecdote is typical for Socrates’ contradictory personality. A doctor addicted to alcohol and nicotine. A graduated philosopher who earned a living kicking a ball. A fighter for democracy who sympathized with Fidel Castro and Muammer Khadaffi. Socrates Brasileiro Sampaio da Souza Vieira de Oliveira fits all these descriptions.
But above all, Socrates was the king of the casual backheel. A dreamy gaze into the distance followed by a quick flick of the foot to send the ball the opposite way. That’s how Socrates preferred to play. “He plays better backwards than most players forwards” Pelé once concluded strikingly.