Report cards of the sports weekend: Ceccarelli from Mr. Nobody to praise, Ferrari from 4, San Siro abandoned: charisma is not enough

The mister nobody, in little more than a month, he shaved 25 cents from his staff on 60 meters (a huge amount), beat the Olympic champion twice in a row and took Europe (indoor), stuff that in comparison the hardships of Hercules were a picnic. In return, on the Istanbul tartan, Samuele Ceccarelli left a few lines of fever (Sunday after the award ceremony and anthem he was a destroyed, emotionally drained man: he slipped into bed to sleep) and the locks of hair that Anna Bongiorni, blue sprinter and teammate, she decided to sacrifice to the god of athletics in the initiation rite that falls to every freshman. If Cecca’s tale ended here, there would already be enough to write a novel about the hero (not) by chance. But the Tuscan sprinter will transfer his brilliant 6”47 in the 60m to the 100m of the outdoor season. When daydreaming he puts wings.