The big Inter discount. Chala, Dzeko and the triumph of a band of brothers

Acerbi had arrived amidst doubts on a free transfer, like so many other heroes leaving for Istanbul. The story of two anthropologically divided fans and of a team, Inter, which has made a small amount of money a reason for redemption

Tuesday evening, at the end of the Euroderby which was worth the trip to Istanbul but which above all and in a visceral way counted as an access ticket to the paradise of that “irrevering ritual but full of sacredness” which is the Milan derby, from the seats of the grandstand we also heard shouting – by Sciur Bauscia who was not exactly a first-time hairer – a teasing from yesteryear, which the youngsters of the Rossoneri curve would not have understood in any case: “Driving the trams! Driving the trams tomorrow morning!”. Survival, indeed very classist, of when the fans of Inter and Milan were also divided by (presumed) social class, the Nerazzurri were “bauscia” that is bourgeois full of airs and the Rossoneri “casciavit”, workers, and when that wasn’t enough, even tram drivers. Everything has changed, in a city of social mobility that one would like to be sweet, but which remains, all in all, ferocious and classist. But then things happen, little epiphanies like a video on social media, which in an instant illuminate a belonging and a division between two souls of Milan. Ace’s car, as they now call it. By Francesco Acerbi. He had arrived with the lights more than extinguished a year ago, a hitchhiking illegal immigrant on the last day of the market. A zero loan, a piece of junk to get rid of, for Lazio. Among the moans of the fans. Tuesday evening it must have taken him three hours to leave the Meazza, and his big car (anything but a tram) will then end up in the body shop. Many were the fists and the handfuls of affection that the fans pounded on him, to celebrate him: the new idol, the new hero.