Italy-Estonia how the National Primo National of Gattuso will play

A median between philosophers and poets. “Was there nothing better than Gattuso?” Some beauty was wrong. Sure there was. Guardiola, Luis Enrique, Conte, Tuchel, Nagelsmann took cups and badges, are often on the cover more than their top players. But apart from the millions of engagement, and those only a great club can afford them, in the teams you always need a Gattuso: one who has dedicated his life as a median to others. To Italy poised between apocalypse and despair was needed a Gattuso because it is no longer the moment of aesthetics, indeed, the great beauty to the devil: that ended with the first cycle of Mancini, and Spalletti replicated it only for half a Nations. We cannot afford it now, afterwards we will see. “Winning, clean or dirty that it is” is the proclamation of the night before the exams. It does not remember a coach who made his debut with this sincerity. But Gattuso is already ringing the Norwegian ankles.

No jokes

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Once Estonia would have been the last of the problems, a small, 126th in the FIFA ranking, seven blue successes in the previous seven. Today is the first step for the rebirth on the world road that has complicated for the third time in a row. Unsustainable, for those who have won four finals. We suffer from insecurity syndrome since 2018, when we lost the Russian World Cup against an Sweden we were not afraid of. Four years later, the Fatal Macedonia was even more humiliating. From today Italy “growls”. No jokes, guys: losing the 2026 World Cup would also mean staying out at least until 2030, too many private generations of worldwide early summer emotions. How sad.

Six finals

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It starts with the Estonians tonight in Bergamo, with over twenty thousand to push the Azzurri, then on Monday Israel in Hungary. Six finals from here to November, to be won all, possibly with many goals. It may not be enough if Norway maintains the same rhythm. But the coach is called Rino Gattuso, not Harry Potter. Do not ask him magic, but an Italy who struggles to the end with the torn shirt and sweat that dirty, in fact, and the sticky on him. The midfielder Gattuso, however, has never played a median on the bench: he has always sought maneuver, dribble, attack. “Winning clean or dirty” does not mean putting the bus in front of the door and hoping. If the clues scattered in training and conference make a test, Italy debuts with the double center forward and two offensive exteriors. The CT says: “Rettegui is very, very well, is loaded, with great desire and in excellent condition. The Arab one is a difficult championship”.

Two attackers

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Translated: Rettegi plays. He more Kean in a 4-2-3-1 that could be read like a 4-4-2 or a 4-2-4, but the tactic, explained the CT, is not the first of the obsessions. What matters is the attitude. In defense Calafiori next to Bastoni is certainly not a saving solution, but the attempt to look for the game immediately. Barella and Tonali will be the two plants such as Gattuso and Pirlo were Lippi’s mobile barrier in Germany in 2006. On the sides, Politano will go back and forth on the right, while Zaccagni will look for crosses towards the center on the other side. Those two – Kean of depth, 9 area of ​​the area – will chase the goal. Dimarco will add to the offensive line arriving from afar.

Unknown goleada

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Goleada is not in our DNA and only the results do not say it: our top scorer has been Gigi Riva with 35 goals for over fifty years, it seems Mennea’s record on 200, but there is no boast of. The goals are vital in this lap: Norway has 9 points ahead and +12 of difference goals, the first criterion in case of equality. The goal is to get to the latest November challenge after overtaking before the playoffs. Today it seems desperate, we are also back psychologically because we have taken three in Oslo and, thanks to the Nations, Haaland & Co. They played four games, the two of us: they seem more than they really are. From tonight we try to chase them. “With humility and arrogance”, as the coach says. Who knows if there are more poetic roads.