The night of Inter becomes the night of Daniel Maldini, who writes a page of history. Ten minutes, the first of the greats to play against Inter, and immediately a goal. Beautiful, decisive, important. Which will be worth 3 points, because it will be the one that will make the difference in the end. Not even father Paolo, who played the derby 56 times, had ever succeeded (just one goal, and it was a draw). A goal that clashes with the one scored at Milan, at San Siro, before the World Cup. Few but good. And beautiful.
Semplici’s Spezia is also beautiful, who lays a trap into which Inzaghi falls entirely, with his feet and with him the whole team. Semplici awaits him and Inter slams against us. Tight spaces, which become very tight after the advantage. Backs to goal, Lukaku is not needed, on the contrary it is damage. Conte knew it and Tuchel understood it. Inzaghi evidently not yet. Were it not for Ferrer’s unfortunate intervention, which gave Dumfries the penalty, Inter probably would never score. Dumfries, incredulous and naive, reciprocates the following action: his intervention on Kovalenko is even crazier, like football illiterates. Equally clear penalty and Nzola scores the 12th goal of the season and first victory for Semplici.
Sure, if Lautaro had scored the first penalty, the one that the referee hadn’t seen, but which was just as clear (Caldara on D’Ambrosio) it would certainly have been another game, because the wall in La Spezia should have opened in time and everything would have been easier for Inter. Instead, Lautaro missed the penalty (the sixth mistake out of 17 attempts with Inter). Not only. First he also snatched it from specialist Lukaku (100% achievement with Inter), to then have it saved by the excellent Dragowski (good there and good afterwards). Because once upon a time there was LuLa, when Lukaku was the leader and Lautaro the sidekick. Today LuLa no longer exists, because by redesigning the hierarchies the crasis should also be rewritten: much more LaLu than LuLa, where Big Rom is the precarious and the Bull the star, the leader, to whom Inzaghi evidently doesn’t think he can say no.
Inter couldn’t have had a worse way to approach Porto, to say that it will be the crossroads of Inzaghi’s ambitions is not a stretch but the truth. This time, for once, in the middle of the second half, the coach even gave up on the traditional form, inserting Dzeko with Lautaro and Lukaku already on the pitch. Except that Spice had breath, leg and courage to close a another little hedgehog and reject that tide of balloons that uselessly fell from the sky. Inter defeated, but not because they were distracted. Inter beaten, but not by fate. Inter beaten first of all by his mistakes. Which are expensive and hurt. It won’t be easy in Porto.
@GianniVisnadi
