Five small consolations for the Inter fans beaten by City- Corriere.it

I watch Agate on the sofa, perched on the Nerazzurri checkered flag, and I console myself. Fourteen months of life and she conquered some trophies. Not this Champions League, and it was close. What can help us at this moment, apart from the stoicism trained in difficult years? Here are five small consolations for the day after.

1) missed some ass. I know about Courier

I should use more elegant formulas: luck, good fortune, lucky star. But certain concepts must be expressed with rounded frankness. The perfect assist for the goal by Rodri out of Calhanoglu’s thigh; Ederson saved Lukaku’s one-meter shot with his shin without realizing it; Lukaku himself, on the header of Marco’she saved his opponents’ goal (it had already happened to him in December 2020, when you had to have a sure shot by Alexis Sanchez against Shakhtar Donetsk and Inter missed the round of 16 of the Champions League).

2) This Inter is aware that it can play against everything and everyone. A great investment for the future. Inferiority complexes block excellent teams, and help historical names to float in difficult moments: think of certain years of the Bayern Munich, Barcelona or Real Madrid, then return to success. Inzaghi has tactically harnessed a team that is, on paper, much stronger: with two/three grafts Inter can look forward with confidence.

3) Pride is not enough to give us a happy Sunday: there are also regrets. We kind of expected Fort Apache: the mighty Azzurri in the assault, the intimidated Nerazzurri perched in defence. It did not happen like this, as we have seen. The Mancunians weren’t so strong, the Milanese weren’t so frightened. The result burns – a goal, three chances in total for City – and a burning that Rome and Florence know. Everyone gets burned in their own way, sure. But burning in the final is better than burning in the groups, lost souls in football hell.

4) Note: Inter lost the final, but in the meantime they got there. By beating Milan in the semifinal, moreover. I understand that the Rossoneri cousins ​​and Juventus rivals are happy today. There is. I’ve never believed in the ecumenism of commentators and in supporting the Italian teams!. Little sadisms, meager consolations, sweetly ferocious jokes. Human football, too human, Nietzsche would have said (not the assistant coach of the Bayernas those Milan fans think who still don’t know how to write Mkhitaryan — yes, that).

5) I had written that, to win in Istanbul, Inter needed five Ls: foresight, lightness, flashes, joy, Lula. lacked the latter, unfortunately. Or, at least, she didn’t perform as well as she could have. Simple football: the forwards have to score and the goalkeepers have to save. It’s a shame that the rediscovered Lukaku and the splendid Lautaro have forgotten about it, for one evening; while Ederson, keeper of the City goal, remembered it. Helped by luck: and let’s go back to point 1.