I gave everything in my career so I have no regrets at all.
We arrived in Argentina with a lot of injured players, including our goalkeeper. Also we were unlucky to be drawn in the same group as the two tournament favourites Italy and Argentina.
We were the best team in the world: European champions in 1984, we qualified without a hitch and 86 was to be the swan song for a very experienced side.
Some games you win, some you lose, and some you draw.
I was playing the best football of my career at the time, finishing top scorer in Italy three year's running. There were other good players around but I think I was the best at that time.
The 1984 European Championships were held in France and that was something important. I felt on form then, even though I was practically always injured at all the World Cups. It's a great memory. But in any case, the past is past.
For me, football is just a game, not a drama.
In any case, you can't turn back the clock.
When I follow the finals of the European Cups, I look at all the aspects surrounding protocol, to get some ideas. I am interested in personalities, sponsors and the stands. But as soon as the whistle goes, it's all on the pitch.
For me football is more about making the right pass at the right time.
Whenever I was on the pitch, I always tried to win.
I was never a prisoner to my footballing status.
At Euro '92 itself, we bowed out to the eventual winners, Denmark, in our final group match.
I was the classic midfield organiser who could also score goals.
The match against Brazil was football at its best. Both sides had opportunities to win the game.
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