You have to have courage to run the passor or maybe be a little crazy. And, in addition to training, you must also be a little phenomena. All phenomena, from the first to the last, those who start, run, suffer, resist and eventually arrive. But even those who do not arrive deserves a praise, if only for having had the heart to try. One hundred kilometers from Florence to Faenza are not like saying or telling it. You have to do them. So all 3 thousand and 332 athletes who cut the finish yesterday arouse a little envy. The French would say Chapeauin these parts the glasses of a good red rise which after all that effort is also a good excuse to reintegrate. All phenomena therefore and the fifty -eight edition goes to the archive with the victory of Alessio Milani of the athletics Monfalcone, a debutant who crossed the finish line in 6 hours, 50 minutes and 29 seconds another French debutant Julien Nison by 8 minutes and 51 seconds. But for many time does not count. The passor is the challenge of the challenges for those who test themselves on the lugs, very long distances. A “journey” that from sunset to dawn brings you a little back and time through that Apennines that was once a ground s brigands. An ‘Olympiad of “madness” that is always run the last weekend of May. This is how that morning in 1973 when what was then called the “100 kilometers of the Florence-Romagna passor (Faenza)” was born. A crazy idea that at the beginning remained in a drawer but which then one evening took shape in the “cà de bè” in Bertinoro, in front of a piadina with ham and a bottle of Sangiovese. There, at the table, he threw himself the seed. And to throw it that seed were four racing fans who had a wonderful idea in their heads: Alteo DolciniForlimpopolese by birth and general secretary of the Municipality of Faenza, Francesco Checco CalderoniFaentino Doc, insurer and president of the Manfreda dell’Ouei section, Italian hikers worker union, Renato Cavinajournalist of “Stadio” and the “Gazzetta dello Sport” e Carlo RaggiJournalist of the “Resto del Carlino. Forty -three years ago and it seems yesterday because the time slips away. Forty -three years in which the 100 kilometers of the Passatore has become not an ultramarathon but the ultramarathon with the determining article. One and one only. Unique. It has become the prohibited dream, the challenge, the Madredi all the races for the thousands of” fools “. In Faenza starting in the afternoon and coming at night or the next morning.