I had so recently with Domenico mongooses "Cani sciolti" deals , this collection of texts from the world of ultras in the 80s and 90s. As a little appetizer I have even a page from this wonderful book, translated it like no other I created known to give an insight into the everyday life of the Ultras, the "golden years". Because of course I understand that many of you do not speak Italian, because I find the book exceptionally well and because I might one or the other that could spark interest in the book . In the coming days will show the review of the novel at least as great "Sensomutanti. Love in the Time of the stadium ban. "Stay tuned.

Ultras ... is to have an attitude of which you only realize over time that you have it ... it is an ontological dimension, a kind of get in touch with the other components in this shit society relationship, perhaps unexplainable living ...
Something that you can understand only after a certain number of away games. When did you battered the luggage rack on the back of the train on which you have the whole night trying to shut one eye. Once you've shared a long since dry and tasteless bread with 10 people. Once you've plowed through a whole week just to scrape together what does a shitty cam ticket. After warming up for hours behind the bushes of the station Caserta you hide, jump over to the passing train, which brings you into the fucking enemy city where you know exactly that they want to finish you, because you then in the first leg and beaten on the train had. Once you've drawn up by 4 am on a clock Transpi, with you the do-gooders and well-wishers that spits in your face, what they never want to know. When you arrive at 8 Clock in the morning at the main station of your hometown, and runnin home for a quick shower, because in a few hours you have an important exam. Once you have a cent more in their pockets, because the money was to be found for this glutton of lawyer who undertakes the defense of your buddy, who has 15 days jail and 3 months house arrest get for it, because he is guilty of being Ultras. When you feel deprived of any dignity've seen, crowded together on a few square meters together with a further 200 people and the cops who want to translate your rebellion with the steely interior of upside remains held batons that will suggest to the knees. After you've fought with your parents who have read in the newspaper, you are a rowdy anti-social, child of a violent and sick society. Once you leave the girl because she has forbidden you to go away. Once you are in the second year of study only very few tests have passed, because your brain is still rumbling in the railroad tracks and the crashing of sticks that splinter on the helmet of some police officers ...
Ultras have means to live life in freedom and in the knowledge that anyone can take you completely by chance that freedom, just when you least expect ...
Ultras have to say, to be so in both of the curve as well as at the university in the pub as in railway stations, bookstores, such as the stadium forecourt of Bergamo, in libraries, as well as in front of a police officer who looped a Mussolini-cloth around his neck bears to the left as social centers on the way from the station in the block away ...
Ultras have means to live his own resistance 365 days a year more than 360 degrees to allow that the adrenaline mixed with alcohol, creating a healthy mix of rebellion ...

Much better would be not be able to say, I think.

Lo stato ha fatto una legge ...

lo stato ha fatto una legge che dice allo sbirro così:
"Appena incontri un tifoso
arrestalo e qui tu Portalo "
appena arrivati ​​in questura
lo sbirro tremare Dovra
la legge non ci fa paura
lo stato non ci fermerà
infatti non ci fermeremo
la vita dell'Ultras Si Sa
conosce soltanto due leggi
COERENZA e MENTALITÀ

On 11/15/2011 seems Domenico mongoose ultra-novel "Stray dog" (originally "Cani sciolti"). rely As always, we need your help: Liken, sharing, retelling!