Sinner and Inter celebrate. Napoli goes to Europe, Juve to cataphasm
Where is the party? This way or that way? Up or down? Even a wild man like Jovanotti wouldn't know where to go. Between Rome and Milan, on this Sunday of infinite gaiety, two Italias are dancing. A celebration of pure joy, for once without the ballast of bad thoughts.
There is the Inter party, which from the San Siro stadium, accompanied by 300,000 delirious fans, travelled by bus to Piazza Duomo to celebrate the 21st Scudetto and the 10th Italia Cup, and that of the Foro Italico, which finally, after half a century, with the blessing of President Mattarella, can huddle around a red-haired boy lifting the trophy in the men's singles.
And even the great Adriano Panatta, who gave us that historic thrill in 1976, can now finally relax. At least this question, of who will come after him, will no longer be asked of him. Of course then Adriano also won in Paris, doing the double, as Inter did this year with its 'doblete', but in short, you cannot have everything: let's keep a little happiness for the future too, especially in these uncertain times where the stars do not always shine.
Lautaro true leader
While Inter, after the unmemorable 1-1 with Verona, raises the cup with Lautaro, true leader as well as true bomber of the Nerazzurri, what is going on behind the poor pursuers of the Beneamata, forced at lunchtime to work overtime to find, at all costs, a bonus for the Champions League, the last known refuge for those who, having lost the most important objective, must save face and budgets, salaries and mirages of an increasingly hysterical and peripheral football. One thing is certain: that to have the final verdict, we will have to wait another ninety minutes. Like in the old days when you stood until the last second with the little radios attached to your ears.
Who shall we start with? Conte's Napoli, which marauding (3-0) over poor Pisa, has definitively removed itself from the tussle. Yes, Napoli will definitely go to Europe. All well, then? Not so much, that would be too easy. After the secured qualification, Conte has already assumed that air of farewell that, in these situations, like a suit of clothes, he pulls out of the wardrobe. Antonio makes it clear that a decision has already been made but 'in order not to disrespect' president De Laurentiis, he prefers to express himself at the end of the championship. In short, there is an air of demobilisation, even if with Conte anything can always happen. That's the dark side of Conte, you know in advance that sooner or later he will drop you. Like his friend Lukuku, maybe that's why they understand each other so well.
