Roberto Lovati, the former Lazio goalkeeper, now the coach of the team, who has spent 30 years with the club, says, "In a stadium filled with 60,000 Roman fans who hated his guts, Chinaglia was capable of scoring once to tie and again to win, each time running toward those packed stands—oranges, bricks, cushions being hurled at him, alone, fists in the air—shouting, 'Look at me! I am Giorgio Chinaglia! I beat you!' "
Chinaglia has made the same challenge to America. Calmer, wiser perhaps than he once was, he views the future warily. But one mustn't forget Chinagliata, for behind the arrogance, the pronouncements and the mounting number of goals is a man looking for our love, but on his own terms. What he may do next to try to win it is anyone's guess. But he will be out there, courting us with his big right foot.