BURL STEERING WHEEL 2009 2009 With Viareggio Burla tournament every year ends (albeit pleasantly) the summer season tournament players. It starts thursday
'to 19's house with the new RickyBoy DiegoMachine and a trip on the whole peaceful and pleasant (if it were not for navigator Diego that has stretched the 30 km road with its owner Sbrocco ... are worthless, our observations that the navigator and its software for almost ten years old and that he should not wonder if among the choices of means of transport was still the horse). We arrive at the campsite, where the friendly receptionist asks us hostage in our ID cards' in exchange for the key of one of the three bungalows booked. The unloading and 'peaceful and worry to the bottom of the beers that Diego had taken up good for everyone in the meantime that the rest of the 45 tours arrived. One minor to the bungalow can 'have been the absence of the bathroom window: what irrelevant at first glance but lethal when Ricky decides to exorcise his demons and deposit a part of themselves in that niche.
It was decided, once you get everyone to participate in the "Welcome Party" which turns out to drain as usual: a disappointing DJ console, in a dirt clearing disappointing in a disappointing camp. The 45 RPM sballicchiano a bit ', sbevacchiano a bit', sfumacchiano a bit 'but then at a certain time the group would fall in the bungalows to be charged in the morning.
At this point the fate of 45 RPM are divided: Master Wanda brings two teams to the tournament in Tuscany, a third in open class and a coed in the second category. As part of the open I will tell 'his epic deeds.
The first game, at 10.50 against the British Reserve, and 'what we see more' in trouble '(starting with our superGigi, which reads the wrong time of the match, forcing a run to get additional time on the field). Our opponents were well-trained athletes and pushing through the 45 laps, you are seen to all. Despite this, the team pulls out the nails and momentaccio past the initial rush of sand on the three fingers of the carriers and the legs of the runner melt bringing victory to our heroes.
time to finish the game and make the final circle and 'already' time to start the warmup for the next game, at 12.30, against the Austrians Flying Cyrcus we see new players all the time, dominating the match and arguably winning with different goals ahead. We take advantage of the pause slightly more 'than the others for a quick meal at the beach bar (which these gains may be more than 3 days' of throughout the year ...) where we had left an incredibly good memory of us so much that the barmaids cordially greet us (perhaps the remembrance of quantity 'epic beer drained last year). There appropinquiamo last match of the day against the well-known Gentle (also participated in the Open category Talampaya) came from the land of Belgian Trappist beers that, well aware of their national treasure, let us win the game easily enough. My stomach is starting to freak out and ask for asylum birristico the Belgians ...
The evening of Friday 'evening will see' featuring the regulars at Torre del Lago, officially named the gay capital of Italy (if you do not believe me try and see how the name googol initiatives "particular" are throughout the year). The Dinner takes place Okkupati 45 RPM (with a "K") the common area of \u200b\u200bthe camp (empty) with a fireplace to make barbecue and between a game of bowls (in which the Chiarina will reveal 'its true essence demonstrating 'experience in the game that until then had seen only in the elderly in bowling on the beach) and tennis to our roast beef and drink beer until late at night. Then, despite that Ricky cried and hid her head under the car seats, we went to the premises on the waterfront looking for a bit 'to fight. Since 'The Hoax is held for years, those "silly" operators of a well thought of organizing a party a bit' more 'oversized, for this Friday 'evening, in honor of us frisbisti. And now, with great display of pectoral and makeup from "Priscilla Queen of the Desert", the soul is Mamamia Omonia that not even imagine them, some with lovely butterflies attached in the right places and sometimes plays with bat wings. All this is topped by a vocalist strongly inspired by "Rocky Horror Picture Show." Despite
Gayoso 'event and the gruesome scenes of men who embraced incantonavano other men to a light pole (everyone has fun as you think. Straight from me a little' sense, that's all) the party proves fun and not missing scenes "goliardic" of frisbisti (not our people, fortunately) in its own mania of omnipotence up iniziativa sul palco assieme al vocalist per salutare il pubblico o salire sui cubi per sfilare, con mossa veloce, i pantaloni agli avventori. Verso le 2 di mattina i primi cominciano a tornare verso il campeggio per dormire prima della giornata successiva.
Inzia cosi' il secondo giorno di partite, il sole e' alto nel cielo e la presenza di un vento brianzoso fa scendere in campo la terribile "Coppa Cobram 45" temuta in ogni angolo del mondo e pure anche dietro ai mobili.
Si comincia alle 11.10 contro i finnici UFBG, probabilmente nella loro impronunciabile lingua "UFBG" sara' un acronimo di un qualche urlo vichingo di tempo addietro ma fatto sta che di vichingo han ben poco e la Cobram non perdona. La seconda partita la giochiamo un paio di ore after against Captain Huck from Holland. Despite our victory, the Dutch cup to field a strong and equally determined that puts us into some difficulty 'in the goals against the wind. The game unfortunately and 'marked by a disastrous event that sees the ranks of the 45 RPM assogliarsi for the loss of integrity' of the little finger of the foot of Diego during a meeting / confrontation (which even Kissme Licia) with a Dutchman. Transported to hospital by his wife will be the derelict 'fence in plaster and duty, but must' be satisfied with a mere spectator for the rest of the tournament. And you get to the last game against the Scots at 16.10 Bear Minimum. Game that allows us to round off a successful day and we can see, despite the lack of Diego, vying for the top four places in the standings.
for dinner on Saturday we decided to cook and set up a table in a bungalow, where pasta and beer will be offered to the gods in the street in front of our two bungalows. In the evening, wrongly, innocent soul Lorenzo is coming to eat us immediately hailed as a "toy Buzz" of the evening of the same name as a Playstation game in response to a series of questions, who knows the answer must press the Buzz before the others to book the answer. In reality 'was a difficult chase and catch him, but after three races throughout the camp every desire of rebellion had disappeared and we could finally brought at this fantastic game. At one point the situation became so hot that our "Buzz" had to be cooled by water with a rubber garden properly stretched, unbeknownst to the poor, from 30 meters' in the passed in secret and under the table with a remarkable team effort. After the impromptu little party becomes' the hour of the party on Saturday evening and we all tricks along the theme of "Smurfs" organized by tournament. Flying on the costumes more 'or less successful tours of the 45 one, and only one, incredibly, takes to his bed while we all had to go out in full: DIEGO! Evidently, the derelict was still dazed by the pain and must have forgotten the golden rule: never turn his back on friends!
Diego said and done, dormant, is targeted by a couple of our and a can of green paint (non toxic). The rest you can imagine.
The party Saturday night, personal opinion, it is quite exhaust. Discharge in comparison to last year, or Mamamia the night before or even the little party "45giri Style" which took place shortly before. Organized in a camp, the party starring the usual gang "to shed" and follow the usual DJ-One. The good thing is' you meet the friend of the last in a field a bit 'more' comfortable edge field and make small talk with friends. An hour
unlikely myself giving way to old age and retires to deliberate, Room.
the third day of matches, as well as' finally sees the time change abruptly. Strong gusts of wind coming from the sea, bringing dark clouds and a light drizzle, temperatures drop sharply and says goodbye to warm temperatures (and creams) that had accompanied the first two days. The first game against the Disc Doctor unfortunately is set during the original Flip. Because of very strong winds parallel to the field of play neither team able to score against the wind. Both play the trump card of the defense area, the Disc Doctor seem to have a greater familiarity gained more yards' but nothing can easily 45giri 'against the various gods' wind unleashed against the earth that was the birthplace of Marcello Lippi. 45 unnecessarily offer sacrifices of beer and red bull-Vayu, Shina-Tsu-Hiko, Thor and Amon and unnecessarily Diego jumping round to propitiate the sun and calm winds. The game is 11 to 10 for the Disc Doctor, a result that does not reflect the real potential 'of both teams.
Intignano lost for the game (but at least the first of the whole tournament) we are preparing to face the Austrians Cheek 2 Cheek 2 (to be read "Cheek to cheek two") that are defeated by Fuck results of 45 RPM and there allows you to earn 3rd place in the second tournament on the sands' biggest in Italy. For once we do not stop to see the final but we go to the bungalow for the painful operation puliziae ritorno verso casa.
