It has a strange name. Vaguely disturbing. It is called “pareggite”. It is the variant of a strange football virus that has hit Milan, a team still leaders but unable to score goals against their opponents. The Rossoneri’s attack has jammed. A curse. Even against Torino, like last week against Bologna, it ended zero to zero. Intense game but with few conclusions and very few scoring chances. Result: Inter, after the smooth victory over Verona (2-0), are now within two points of the Rossoneri but with the now famous match against Bologna still to be recovered.
Six days from the end, AC Milan therefore finds itself no longer master of its own destiny and with a manifest inability to breach the defenses of others. A scorer avarice that allowed Inter, in the last two rounds, to gnaw 4 points from him.
The luck of Milan, if it can be called that, is that Naples, third force in the title race, went even worse. Defeated at Maradona by Fiorentina (2-3), he remains in the wake but two points behind. Certainly in this strange head-to-head, where those who do less worse go on, now the more solid appears Inter, back to racing for a championship that between February and March seemed to have thrown away. The break for the national team, and the controversial victory over Juventus, put her back in the running. Above all, he found players like Peresic and Brozovic, the first decisive in providing the two assists for the goals of Barella and Dzeko, the second to restore compactness and strength to the Nerazzurri midfield.
The only doubt of this strange sprint is that it is a duel between the lame in an increasingly mediocre championship. As a partial justification of Milan, it should be remembered that due to various physical problems he found himself with 7 fewer men (including Bennacer, Rebic and Ibra) before the match with Turin. In other similar cases, the Rossoneri had been able to react, but this time they turned in vain. Someone will say that it is always up to Milan to play late, thus suffering greater psychological “pressure”. Let’s say it’s bar talk. A leaders must win regardless of the result of others. But in this lame race, even a feather can carry her weight in the end.
Whoever comes out worse, this weekend, however, is Napoli. In fact, against Fiorentina he collects his fifth home defeat. Defeat that not only confirms the fragility of the home, but that could also sound “like a sentence” on the tricolor dreams of Napoli. The words are from Spalletti. In fact, in his team there is a strange inability – and here we ask Dr. Freud for guidance – to overcome the decisive junctions. Like a prepared student who makes a mute scene at the final exams, Napoli fails to seize the famous moment that every great team must have in their DNA. With Fiorentina, after Martens’ equalizer (who entered the second half together with Lozano), there was plenty of time to put the game back on track. Instead the Neapolitans wrapped up allowing Ikonè and Cabral to hit them two more times. Then Osimhen’s sop to make the toad less bitter is useless. One wonders: isn’t Spalletti wrong in loading games so much? Once he brings up the memory of San Diego Maradona, another says that thanks to the public his players become super heroes… Other than ultra powers! These guys, too inflamed, are pretty short-circuited. Playing the trombones is risky and does not attract the sympathies of the stars of football … “Being superstitious is ignorant, but not being one is bad luck” would have said the great Eduardo, one who knew the Neapolitans much better than Spalletti.