The media routine has already begun aimed at stigmatizing something that has not yet happened (and it is not certain that it will happen), as if to say that if certain results are then achieved (or rather, certain results do not arrive) the culprit, or guilty, they are already there packaged, ready to fill pages and pages, schedules and schedules of this usual, boring, anemic break for the national teams.
We are obviously talking about the case surrounding Gianluigi Donnarumma and the possible whistles at San Siro scheduled for Tuesday evening (let’s not even talk about the weather), when Spalletti’s new (but old in terms of attitude and results) Italy will face Ukraine’s Zinchenko and Mudryk, trying to snatch a victory (or a draw) to avoid the anxiety and hassle of the play offs to qualify for Euro 2024.
In case something goes wrong, the external culprit has already been found: the AC Milan fan who just can’t get over what happened more than two years ago. As if to say “grow, evolve, be rational”. But football, which is the most important among the least important things, has little that is rational.
Because if you were to be rational then you wouldn’t pay hundreds and hundreds of euros per year for a streaming service that was born user friendly but has evolved into the worst enemy for consumers.
To be rational, you would no longer pay almost €100 per trip, with the guest sectors suddenly becoming luxury places, but without comfortable seats and without bracelets that allow access to the buffets.
To be rational, we should start deserting Italian stadiums, amphitheaters that are decades behind the modern product offered by the rest of Europe and the world.
To be rational we should detach ourselves and follow everything with less affection: there are no flags, there are no posts and there are no limits in modern football.
Instead, fortunately, the fan is irrational, in love, stubborn, resentful, human. The fan makes everything go well just to spend another 90 minutes with the colors he loves. And when he believes that these colors have not been respected, he boos. Booing from start to finish, booing non-stop and without scruples. Always whistle and be a fan.
Hands off the fans, because football is not yours. But of those who fill stadiums every week and make sacrifices to continue a love story that takes away more than gives, but when it gives, it does so like few other things in the world. Football belongs to the fans, with all due respect to minstrels, right-thinking people and Sunday moralists. Or in this case, Tuesday.
2023-09-10 21:31:39
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