Marco Bernardini
8 February at 15:00
There are three things to which the Italian of any social category would ever give up. A spaghetti, the ball game, the music . The maximum is to use these godurie all together. And thanks to the new television technology systems this week will be possible to realize a similar project of great entertainment and pleasure. Especially Saturday night when Mom Rai will broadcast the last night of the Sanremo Festival, while on Sky Calcio come live images of Juventus-Napoli or the mother of all games. With the famous “windows” will be able to give up anything of the two events. Even to eat the beautiful spaghetti al dente. A seratona, in fact.
Tomorrow, meanwhile, will officially open the Festival of Italian Song edition number sixty-six . Yes, it is so long that the musical event in Radio and conducted by Filogamo Nunzio, holds strong enough to be placed, sdeppure through thick and thin, like the national-event par excellence. A festival that, hidden behind the excuse of the song, with the passing of the years has become ever more the “cross-section” of our country and our way of thinking. One of the great strengths of Sanremo, in fact, is the ability to act as a mirror to our daily lives exposing the vices and virtues of a people and anticipating trends if not new at least original. In the words of Edward Jackson, in short, are not just songs .
In 1984, in the wake of the triumph Bearzot and the boys in Spain, the three national sports dailies (Tuttosport, La Gazzetta dello Sport and Corriere dello Sport-Stadio) traveled to sail thanks to record sales. The three directors of the time Piero Dardanello, Candido Reedy and Italo Cucci had the same idea. Or, perhaps, the concertarono together. Text “sent” for seven days in the coastal city of flowers to follow the Festival no forced sporting implications but for what it was, or the musical contest for excellence. Two pages a day, not trinkets. It was the success of the “people’s journalism” to that of “industry”. Readers demonstrated to like the novelty. So much so that for sixteen years later I found myself spending yarns, for work, a round in the week of the Festival press room and inside the Teatro Ariston just as if it were a World Cup along with fellow “unexpected” as Labor, Gramellini, Serra Gianni Mura, Ormezzano and above all the master Sandro Ciotti great music expert besides refined balloon storyteller. Romina and Albano won that year with “We will,” for the category champions, while young people saw triumphs Eros Ramazzotti songwriter-player with “Promised Land”. A lead was Pippo Baudo. When I happen to meet the d remind you that we can boast the same number of parteciazioni. This will be the right time you will overcome, at least at the record level.
Our director Stefano Agresti, together with the publisher Carlo Pallavicino, has decided to follow the line drawn so many years ago the three “masters” of Italian sports journalism . A line which we hope will be a winner like that back then. In any case an added value to our and your “newspaper” telematic which certainly will not hurt anybody. So, tomorrow, report cards and everything else that concerns the Festival. Then you will be judging you and to judge. However, there does not seem a gamble. Even so, it should be remembered, between Festival and sports there is always a certain link was meant by assorted international champions hosted on the stage of the Ariston (photo teamworld.it) and the performance of athletes singers. I will just mention two cases. The triumph of Morandi-Ruggeri-Tozzi trio with “You can give more.” The live performance of Stefano Tacconi as a singer, ahilui, the shortened career. The goalkeeper played in Genoa and the following Sunday at Marassi came his former Juventus. A nightmarish evening for Stefano to which the curve, at some point, he began to sing: “Go in Sanremo, Sanremo Tacconi go to.” And he answered, as Mancini, showing the middle finger of his right hand. A resounding jarring. Two months after officially he bade farewell to football.
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