When I went to High School in Philadelphia, we had just one coach for basketball and football. He took all of us who turned out on a run through a forest. The ones who ran into trees went on the football team.
When Italians tell me it's pasta I check under the sauce to make sure it is. They're masters of the smokescreen. They come out with "the English are so strong, we're terrible in the air, we can't do this, we can't do that". Then they beat you 3-0.
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