I joined this site just because this thread was brilliant, funny, and classy. I wanted to commend you gents for being such classy hosts and for your dawning appreciation of just how off the hook Napoli fan-dom is. Welcome to our world.
So, there were a couple thousand of our mates there the other night, right? Last game I was in San Paolo for we had basically 80,000. A good portion of the stadium was engulfed in smoke and fire most of the time. We sing love songs to our team. Seriously. Love songs. With all our hearts. There is nothing like it.
At the Vesuvio vocanic observatory seismologists recorded a tremor in Napoli at the moment of Cavani's goal. Seriously. It's not just San Paolo. It's group mind. It's kids, women, grannies. It's the world's hidden heart of soccer. When you guys come to town, we will go apesh*t. A whole city-state, apart from the world.
Your warm reception of us will be instantly absorbed into the group mind and you will be welcome. The word will go forth. To illustrate, a true story: Hamsik got his watch stolen out of a repair shop. Word went out to all the watch thieves, get Marechiaro's watch back, now. All stolen watches in Napoli were gone through, his watch was found, and returned. Quickly. It looks like sheer chaos, but there is order in the randomness.
You are going to a tough, beautiful, passionate part of the world, where the good things in life are what it's all about. Calcio is a huge part of it. Welcome aboard mates, you're in for a hell of a ride!