My nonna went to Italy and told me she had brought me a gift that I would adore.
A Sunday afternoon, Nonna's making a big lunch for everybody. My Zio's are there with their 1987 Honda Civics that have an engine that can burn a Porsche . My Nonno is complaining that there's too much salt in the pasta and my grandmother starts yelling. The usual.
After lunch I unbutton my pants before the button injures someone in the ocular area, and then my Nonna comes down the stairs with a bag.
"Suprise! Suprise! Michael!! Nonna brought you something back from Italy. The man said that you would love it!"
She puts her hand inside the bag. It felt like it took hours for the hand to come out but she pulls a blue-looking material. Azzuri blue. I manage to see a glimpse of the ITALIA badge and the 3 stars. A tear shed down my cheek. I was so happy. I grab the shirt and I'm looking at the front of it and my face goes white. Number 7 is written on the front. Del Piero is written on the back.
"Th...thanks Nonna...I love it "
Worst part of it is she paid $100 for the shirt.
God I love my Nonna.