William Wallace was born in Eidersley, ten kilometers from Glasgow, therefore in Scotland, in 1270. He ended his life young in 1305 in London. It was he who led the popular rebellion against King Edward I of England, who first deposed and then imprisoned John Balliol, King of Scotland. He was packed braveheart, with epics and historical errors, with five Hollywood Oscars by Mel Gibson, but many boons from Glasgow and Edinburgh audiences. Wallace defeated the British from parts of Abbey Craig, even reaching Newcastle. He was voted hero, but the legend faded a year later, when Edward I took his revenge at Falkirk. Wallace was imprisoned in Glasgow in 1305, transferred to London, on 5 August, tried for treason (he had never sworn allegiance to Edward I), hanged, Throttled, beheaded. The longer introduction should serve to better illustrate Wallace Braveheart’s story and the cover image that The National, the Scottish independence newspaper, has dedicated to Roberto Mancini in a photoshop that makes him resemble Gibson, with a painted face. With (pictured were residents of Scotland), headline: “Save us Roberto, you are our last hope”, under the title: “We can’t bear that they chatter for another 55 years…”. Now at most, our city has allowed a few small touches on his face, but I refrain from painting his face to attack the Southgate army. We also hope that the story’s epilogue is different from what happened with Wallace. Scotland cheers Italy, The Scotsman, the country’s biggest newspaper, doesn’t deserve a single line of tonight’s event. Could not have been for a thousand more years, their brave hearts forced Southgate’s national team to equalize in the same theater yesterday, that was their goal, to prevent the English party from celebrating, reminding them of sixty Leave in – six and that’s enough. Watch them live with nostalgia and dreams.
London finds itself isolated, the rest of Europe and the world trailing the Italians, the Kingdom not united, apart from the Scots, Great Britain heeds the pro-Azuri appeal, the Irish of Belfast, the people of the Republic of Dublin, the Welsh . The French, ça va sans dire, followed by the Germans and the Spaniards, in total: after leaving Europe, England is rediscovered, not even seduced, but abandoned, its The swelling with the superiority complex is confirmed by a newspaper titled “Fog In” in the glorious thirties. Channel, Continent Cut Off », Fog on Channel, Isolated Continent. Nothing has changed since then, with the British preparing this final carefully and smartly, with their stadium stands again full of fans, the anthem of God Save the Queen making them feel like three more lions. By the way, Elizabeth II is in the Sixth Final and the godmother, at the time of the trophy delivery, will be staying at her London home tonight, handing over her nephew William to defend the football homeland. We’ll respond with Sergio Mattarella and some other institutional figures. our brave hearts.
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