I write below the last post without making a new one because I will end a week of shit hoping that new items can be marked by the positive.
'm pissed off black. What happened yesterday is unbelievable. Even more so after the gift Bresciano. Even more so when there was a chance to bite a league that we're missing for nearly a decade.
E 'in here have many faults.
And we still rage.
anger for having thrown in the toilet that occasion was more than one occasion. Against an already relegated team that did not point it is a shame for centuries .... and have been unmasked once and for all the limitations of playing against teams closed (even those very little) and sealing against the same psychological squares (and 'a scandal that we should always throw away a while before starting to play with anger, if not precisely).
In this regard, perhaps it is better that challenges are a bit 'more complicated, at least on paper, which usually give the best if only playing conntro avverari more open.
And Ibra? We'll see if that now, cos' down in tone, is so essential.
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It 's always sad when you exit the Champions League. It is a feeling of emptiness, almost a vice. We never get used, especially when for many years're astatine hero of epic and memorable night. But this is reality. We should by now be accustomed to. We are subscribing to the knockout stage like a sad little point in stamping and card drawing out the moment considerations of Italian football and the impossibility of our local match. As if being a judge and a good performance but, composed and courageous, yesterday, spotted by the famous leg break. Meanwhile, their goal we have set, we do not.
Thinking of passing rounds in Europe is not left is pure dream. This leaves the facts. And the facts say that we were discarded by a good team, but nothing more. They also say that we have not scored in 180 minutes even a golletto. If I had said before the games I would have laughed. They say also that our flagship, who rarely passes through the penalty area when it would be like on a couple of excellent cross from Abbot yesterday, in the same 180 minutes has never managed to pull even in the mirror on a mozzarella action. Unthinkable.
And the facts do not cease to tell. Why tell us of a mistake that Robinho as usual in the most blatant and clumsy an incredible opportunity that would change everything in the very first time. O inconceivable and chronic shortage of men in the penalty area even when it rains good cross, that from other teams that we know all balls are turned into opportunities or goals.
Now just tell, everyone could see the bottom and became an idea. Spreriamo that next year will continue the work of rebuilding the team in the roles where I still miss and not a little to reach a level of true international excellence.
Ributtiamoci then the championship, where the unexpected balance of Intertristi in Brescia (unexpected because I did not anticipate the incredible ass so far played by Leo prorpio abandon him yesterday, not the merits of the great Inter game that no one has ever seen ) has given me breath and hope. Aim to arrive at
derby + 7. Then we'll see.
VAN
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