Scottish, But A True Azzurri
Five Days To Go.. Big Brother 4 Contestant Federico Martone, Born In Scotland To Italian Parents, Explains Why He's Backing Italy
LET me nail my colours to the mast here, they are green, white and red.
I could elaborate for hours on this but understand, I had no choice.
My first memory is being on my dad's shoulder, screaming, "Italia, Italia" after Paolo Rossi and company conquered the world in Spain 82.
Then, when I was 10, my hero was Roberto Baggio at Italia 90.
And the first time I cried was at USA 94 when Roberto spooned his penalty over the bar.
Then, just over a year ago when our fearless boys ran away with the greatest trophy of them all - the World Cup.
I had no choice. As my dad, Rocco, once put it: "Support Italy or I'll have you adopted."
I have only one concern about the big match I don't have a ticket ... yet.
Before the last Hampden meeting of these two great nations, I called up the SFA and simply asked for four tickets in the Italian end.
They obliged and I soon realised that as long as your accent was ridiculous enough it was possible to get as many tickets as you wanted.
I called on seven occasions, then promptly distributed the tickets around my friends.
I fear I may have played my part in scuppering this useful process for many Scottish-based Italians, though, as my friends were rather boisterous in their celebration of Kenny Miller's early goal.
Having a city centre restaurant provides the perfect spot to soak up some football atmosphere - even the fans willing Italy to lose like to tuck in to their saltimbocca alla Romana and pinot grigio.
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