Report cards of the sports weekend: Cassano (4) the art of not thinking, Rublev the most loved (9), the merit of Schwazer (7)

At the beginning of this story there were Ac Salò Valsabbia and the Feralpi Lonato football association. It was 2009, the year of the merger, of the transition from Serie D to Lega Pro second division, of the union of social colors, of the new company name: Feralpisalò. Certain dreams are born like this, by winning the group two days early and securing the first historic promotion to Serie B, as solid as the ferrous materials processed by Feralpi of president Pasini (Brescia-based holding active in the iron and steel sector), the man of steel , to then post the sweetest of chirps on Twitter: sorry, we’re still celebrating… Once upon a time there was Chievo (which, however, is a fraction of Verona, not a municipality in its own right), then once upon a time there was Castel di Sangro, which with its 6634 inhabitants at the time of the two-year stay in B (’96-’98) is still today the smallest municipality in Italy to have taken part in the cadet championship. Today there is the Feralpisalò of coach Stefano Vecchi, born in 1971, from Bergamo, who started from the Inter youth team for a tour of the Italian provinces continued on the bench, with the peak of his debut in the Europa League and Serie A at the helm of the Nerazzurri after the De Boer’s exemption. Certainly with the honors come the burdens: there is the problem of the stadium for the home matches to be solved (Turina is not up to standard for Serie B: major investments are planned for the plant, and it is not excluded that the derogation is needed), from retaining Vecchi courted by other clubs, to set up an intelligent transfer market campaign as the foundation on which the enterprise was built. It is the football of the Arab nabobs, of the wealthy Chinese, of the American bauchas. And of the small provincial industry, which knows how to make pipes and goals well.