Yesterday’s New York Times article called it “A most dangerous game” – Calcio Storico, a centuries-old competition in Florence with very few rules and the sort of human wreckage generally associated with gladiators.
The game-play is quite simple. Two teams, one ball. Get the ball to the opponents goal line and you score. The only twist is, there are literally no rules. So from the picture above you see neither a ball nor a goal line, but just members from opposing teams having a jolly good time giving each other a good wallop. This video will give you an idea of the madness of the game.
As I was reading through the NYT article, I got reminded of Buzkashi. I attended a Buzkashi competition in Tajikistan back in March this year, and back then I thought I saw one of the most ridiculous games in my life. Here’s a pictorial recap on my Exposure post. In a nutshell: 400 horsemen, 1 dead goat carcass. The objective is to score points by dragging the carcass to the goal. No rules. This is what the carnage looks like, and yes it resembles a Mongolian battle scene from the 14th century:
To the Florentine Italians – “wow, Buzkashi is just complete madness!!!”
To the Tajik Buzkashi riders – “wow, Calcio Storico is just complete madness!!!”
To us – “these people are all mad.”
Our perspectives are largely shaped by our environment growing up, and go on to eventually define how we look and understand the world around us. From my perspective, both Buzkashi and Calcio Storico are simply priceless traces of history that continues to get preserved by the bold sportsmen over hundreds of years. Yes, it is madness, but heck, they may consider the modern man working 40 years of his life towards that corner-office a very, very insane thing as well.
Have you witnessed Calcio Storico? How was it?