🇮🇹 History Repeats Itself: Germany, Time to Pack Your Bags!

Dear German friends, welcome to a moment you know all too well: watching the Italians celebrate while you head for the exit.

It's not the first time, is it? Berlin, July 4th, 2006. World Cup Semifinal. You — the biggest, strongest, most feared nation. Us — Italy. The result? Fabio Grosso at 119', Del Piero at 121'. Two minutes. Two daggers to the heart. Goodnight.

You've had twenty years to get over it. It wasn't enough.

Because here we are again, on this battlefield, and history is repeating itself with a very un-Italian punctuality — which is already a miracle in itself. The most populated nation in the game, with all those soldiers, all those resources, all that potential... and you're losing to the Azzurri.

Just like 2006, the numbers were on your side. Logic was on your side. Then Italy showed up, and logic took a vacation — somewhere on the Mediterranean, probably, with a nice glass of wine.

They say Germany is a perfect machine. Maybe so. But machines break down. And we Italians are specialists at throwing sand in the gears, smiling, and ordering an espresso.

And you know what, dear Germans? Look up. The sky above Bavaria is Azzurro.

It was that night in Berlin. It is today. Coincidence? We don't believe in coincidences. Our colour haunts you — wherever you look, you'll find it.

You want revenge? Germany wanted it in 2006 too.

We're still waiting.

Forza Azzurri. Always. 🇮🇹☕🏆