All that talk about pizza a few days ago really left me hungry for the delicious pie until I came back to Italy yesterday, so I did what any sane person would have done: even if Lady Farfa and I had just three hour of sleep between the two of us in the last 48 hours, we promptly went and ate our first pizza in a couple weeks.
Damn, it was as good as we remembered.
Sadly, it wasn’t the only thing that I remembered that well. Approaching this game, I hoped to see some development from our future pieces, and was instead treated to pretty much the same old story of the last six games, give or take: our young guys are stalling – which is predictable, even understandable for green players – or regressing, while our “veterans” are performing just mediocre enough to keep them in the game too much.