That time in Milan with Cesare Rubini ...
The year was 1999, Trieste prehistory basketball if you think that the shoots trained by Luca Banchi, Series A1, trod the parquet floor boards of Palamazda Milan to deal with the Crespi coach of Adecco, a bunch of overpaid players like Ruskin, as revised American Lollie Lee Cooper or nylon, and Italian and value as Portaluppi Michelori, the occasion is propitious to work as reporter, and at the same time meet a "sacred monster" of basketball, Cesare Rubini from Trieste.
Image I have it before his eyes in a semi-desert arena before the match (the ball two does not count the many more viewers), sitting in the stands, dressed in elegant but casual strokes with the inevitable vest under his jacket, Prince timely probably awaits our arrival as "yet another pain in the ass" that will mirror the career tracking the epitaph sports journalism before his time. Instead, a typical "brand" of the real sport, his tone is confidential and candid, presses before being pressed, and does so in a way never trivial along the bright "Croisette sport" Playing basketball and water polo at the same time (Hall of Fame in entrambe le discipline), allenatore impareggiabile e uomo dal carisma palpabile.
Il suo ricordo di Trieste (città Natale ndr.), ha le tinte forti di chi ha adorato la culla natia ma che non accetta il suo immobilismo, con il cinismo di chi è nato il 2 Novembre e forse un po’ DNA dei milanesi, ha percorso l’epoca del pionierismo sportivo fatto di innumerevoli aneddoti fuori dalla realtà per i giorni nostri, anche quelli che raccontavano di rinunce di partite di basket per andare a pallanuoto e viceversa, e parliamo dei massimi livelli sportivi!
La stessa innata facilità nel fare sport si traduceva nelle parole dette lente, accentate ma decise su dissertazioni tecniche riferite ai giorni nostri, the lack of romance that killed the money, on the tragic football management at the top, a man allergic to cliches, a 30-minute interview has never ended in the pietism of the myths are outdated, the pride of what he did and that won was read in the pride of avoiding the citations to the memory, as austere from "flat EEG" in recalling emotions that many would be the smash of a lifetime ....
The handshake before leaving was an indelible moment for those who "feeds" of people like Cesare Rubini, the thought that now there is the belief of having crossed a few moments for the history of sport!
Thanks Cesare Rubini. ... Thanks Prince!
Raffaele Baldini
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