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Last week I went to Italy to fulfill a childhood dream of watching Juventus play live, in their home stadium.  Truthfully, this wasn't my first Juventus game in the most absolute sense, since I saw the bianconeri - then featuring Schillaci, Baggio and led by Maifredi - lose in Bari against the home side 2-0 on November 25, 1990. I'll never forget that there was a "welcoming party" of my friends (all anti-juventini) who readily derided me upon setting foot outside my father's car. Upon landing in Turin, I typically went to the closest pizzeria , sat down and enjoyed some of Italy's most popular and prostituted food item along with a 660 cl of Moretti.  After all, the trip wasn't only about watching Juventus: it was also about enjoying every cultural aspect Turin offered. View of the Occidental Alps from my hotel's balcony After a short rest I headed to Juventus Stadium early to take in the atmosphere ahead of the Europa League match ...