The worst of Italian serie A: the derby of Milan. A game
that should
have been the best spot for our national football and instead it’s become the symbol of the decay of the our national
league. A
faded and merciless picture of the current situation in Italian football. The golden age (the 80’-90’) has become the tin-age. From Van Basten and Ronaldo to Gargano and De Jong. In other words: from violins to trombones. Inter won
the match against Milan but Italian football lost. It was sad to see Bojan, promising talent during his
Barcelona period, slipping as a sack of potatoes, a few steps from glory.
Inter’s defensive
and dismissive attitude able to spend
90 minutes behind the ball line hoping for some occasional breakaway was an insult to football.
Is Stramaccioni (Inter’s coach) or isn’t he one of the
youngest coach in Europe? Yes, he is. But apparentely his ideas are older than
him. He still lives in Trapattoni or Nereo Rocco’s era. This is unacceptable! I miss Ronlado’s dribblings and I miss Van Basten’s dance with the ball on San siro’s pitch. But I also miss Arrigo
Sacchi’s courage. The memories of the Italian football’s golden age are too fresh to get used to this sad metamorphosis. San Siro isn’t the Scala of football anymore. It
has become a provincial theater where untalented but well-publicized actors perform. The lights of San Siro
are turned off, as the verse of an old and famous Italian song says. How
to switch on the spotlights again? It’s not true that the only thing we need is money from Russian tycoons like
in Premiere League. We need more programming and foresight as well. The Verratti case, the brightest
talent of Italian football went to play in France, this is the
most tangible evidence.
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