Rossoblù clearly beaten by Fiorentina. Biraghi, Gonzalez and Vlahovic decide the race
SENT TO FLORENCE. The image that speaks volumes about the blow suffered by Cagliari in Florence is that of Walter Mazzarri. In the second half the coach seemed to have drunk a chamomile tea. He too, one who does not know the meaning of the word surrender, acknowledged that there was nothing to be done and raised the white flag. He watched the game helpless, waiting for the final whistle. There is no doubt that the absences weighed. Cagliari cannot afford so many forfeits all together. But when you are in an emergency, you have to make up for it with character, playing with the knife between your teeth. In the field it would have taken eleven gladiators against a hungry opponent. It was not so. Fiorentina have willingly disposed of a compliant team, unable to strike up a decent action, to make at least one shot on goal. Instead, Balls lost trivially, seconds on the replies, not to mention the contrasts, almost always lost. For the Italian team it was a triumph, for Mazzarri’s a caporetto. The rossoblù have facilitated the task of the opponents, to whom it did not seem true to sink the blade in the butter. In a nutshell, after the penalty converted by Biraghi, the Mazzarri band liquefied and it went well if the score was not even more rounded. A worrying step backwards that is not justified only by a reworked line-up. A signal that must raise the antennas in view of the next matches with opponents such as Rome, Bologna and Atalanta. It continues to rain, or rather rain in the wet. The ranking is a heavy burden, which can affect. Better not look at it.
Patches. The rossoblù already had many on the eve, Strootman was added to the list of absent at the last moment, stopped by a fatigue in the flexor. Mazzarri must make a virtue of necessity and rely on the 4-4-2, with Lykogiannis fourth on the left in defense, Deiola and Marin in the middle of the field, Zappa and Nandez (on the left) outside. It is full emergency. Fiorentina responds with 4-3-3. Saponara wins the ballot with Callejon and joins in the trident Vlahovic – overwhelmed by criticism for having refused the contract renewal – and Gonzalez.
Nonsense. It is a very tactical match between two teams that close the passing lines and often play long balls. Fiorentina has the ball of the match, Cagliari defends itself and starts again, even if it is difficult to get the ball around. Vlahovic duels with Carboni and they are sparks every time the two come into contact. The race is released on a colossal naivety of Keita who touches a harmless cross with his hand. The Var sees everything, recalls Capuano and is rigor. Biraghi transforms. Caceres also hurts, the only alternative is Altare.
Monologue. The Quttro Mori feel the blow, they lose the distance between the departments. Viola does what she wants. Cagliari looks like a boxer who can receive the knockout blow at any moment. Saponara plays cat against mouse with Zappa who jumps when and how he wants. The post saves Cragno on one of his lap ends. Marin ventures into personal games and regularly loses the ball. The errors in the steps multiply and for the home training everything is simplified. Mazzarri, desperately, brings Nandez back to the right, puts Altare in front of Lykogiannis, lowering Zappa to the line of defenders. All useless because Fiorentina, with Gonzalez, delivers the punch that sends Cagliari to the mat. All on the umpteenth lost ball.
Nightmare. The beautiful goal from Vlahovic’s free-kick at the start of the second half is another blow for a Cagliari in disarray. Mazzarri remains seated on the bench, he too throws in the towel in front of the paucity of his team. The attacker who could leave Florence in January is unleashed, he does not believe in the spaces that are granted to him and every now and then he allows himself to overdo it. Cagliari’s reaction? Not even talking about it. And the changes (Pereiro, Pavoletti and Grassi) have no effect. It is a one-way match (indeed, there has never been a match) with a team, the islander, who can’t wait for it to end to avoid boarding. It’s not nice to say it, but yesterday Cagliari made the figure of the sparring partner that they just have to suffer. The Livorno technician is certainly not one to give up, who knows what thoughts occupy his mind in the face of so much technical and character deficiency. And in three days Roma will arrive at Unipol Domus.
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