ThereÃ¢ÂÂs a storm brewing! The weather in America is both weird and wonderful. IÃ¢ÂÂve been living in sunshine for most of it, but the last weekend of August we has a hurricane (she was called Irene). ThatÃ¢ÂÂs on top of the earthquake we had a few days previously, which in itself was a new experience. I honestly didnÃ¢ÂÂt know what was happening. I was looking at everyone they were all looking at me just in total amazement as the room began to shake.
ItÃ¢ÂÂs all very well BarÃÂ§a being the Goody Two-Shoes, helping old ladies across the road kind of club with their wholesome values, but that doesnÃ¢ÂÂt help at all when it comes to any kind of confrontation, at which stage PepÃ¢ÂÂs Dream Boysn usually turn into namby-pamby, jiggling jelly-fish.
As another European football season kicks off, Italian football faces what F. Scott Fitzgerald once described as the ultimate test of human intelligence: knowing that things are hopeless but acting as if they arenÃ¢ÂÂt.