经过了一个世纪之后,上帝也变老了,他时常会抱着他那只张着大翅膀的老猫躺在云端的摇椅上听一些怀旧的曲子,或者时常回忆一下自己曾经的仁慈。当然他时不时地还会驾临一下绿草皮上空看看他最喜欢的足球,但是某一天当看到被他捉弄了三次的意大利人又一次面临着点球的蹂躏时他突然动了仁慈之心,偶一转念间这尊贵的老头站在了托尔多身后,之后他看见了意大利人的感动和狂喜、之后他尝到了一种赎罪式的畅快、之后他想起了另一个被他诸多捉弄的民族、之后他慢慢眯起眼睛、突然想再畅快一次…… After a century, God is also getting older. He often hugs his big-breasted cat to lie on a rocking chair in the clouds to listen to some nostalgic songs or to recollect his once kindness. Of course, from time to time, he will also look over his green grass to see his favorite football, but one day he saw the trick of the Italians who flirted with three times once again facing the ravages of penalty kick when he suddenly moved kindness, Even after this remembrance of the honored old man standing behind Tolda, he saw the Italians move and ecstasy, and after that he had tasted an atonement, after which he remembered another nation teased by him Then he narrowed his eyes slowly and suddenly wanted to have fun again