"Anglicismi" pervade Italian football commentary, and expect an earful in June and July.
Rome never tires of itself in language, perhaps because it wasn't built in a day.
The trade in language and usage shows the Italian-English spread decidedly tilting UK way.
To paraphrase poet Robert Frost, some Italian dishes get lost in translation.
Suddenly it seemed women had ceased to exist. On the right was a sign warning how the penalty for drug-trafficking is death.