Camarda comes in and makes Milan win: he struggles in Serie C, but at San Siro he is already an idol

The good of the team, the objectives of the group, the importance of the collective: all noble and essential concepts for a football team, but go and tell it to a 16-year-old boy who twice caresses the tale of the first goal in the Champions League and twice the scream gets strangled in his throat. Now, calling it a curse is probably excessive because in both cases Milan won and therefore yes, of course, the team comes before the individuals. However, in short, in personal terms let’s say that up to this moment the stars of the Champions Cup have not shone very brightly for Francesco Camarda. He will have to be content with being described as one of the architects of this victory, even if his name didn’t end up on the scoresheet and, after all, considering all the games Francesco has ahead of him, there’s no need to feel too bad about it.

affection of San Siro

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Fonseca throws it in in the 38th minute of a second half that was going the only way it shouldn’t have: Milan scared, contracted, and caught on equal footing by Red Star. Camarda also comes in because there is one less center forward on the bench: Morata’s injury forced the coach to insert Abraham already in the first half and therefore he remains the only central striker available. And it is a presence that becomes necessary in the end because the Devil has an extreme need to put his head back on. When Francesco enters, in a San Siro rather disheartened by the progress of the match, it is like a spark that rekindles the stadium. Meazza comes to life by shouting his name, as is done with those from whom something important is expected. The affection of the Rossoneri people for this boy is something immeasurable and is rewarded in the space of four minutes. Chukwueze crosses from the right and Francesco jumps. He jumps high taking advantage of his specialty, that is, taking time from the defender. Sharp advance, head that rotates, ball that ends up on the glove of the goalkeeper Gutesa and from there on the crossbar, to then glide onto the foot of Abraham, who slips into the Serbian goal.

PARADOX

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Tammy’s name will remain imprinted on that scoreboard, but the genesis of the goal was signed by Camarda. It is not for nothing that Abraham then goes to cuddle him, telling him very clearly “it’s thanks to you”. A few minutes, until the final whistle, liberating, but intense. Francesco fights, elbows, takes a shoulder that sends him off the field, attempts a right foot which goes out in the arms of the goalkeeper. He’s a confident guy, and you can see it clearly. That header is very similar to the goal scored against Brugge. A more or less photocopied movement, except that then VAR got involved, stealing the ice cream from his hands by a handful of centimeters offside. The context, however, was different. Milan were already winning that evening and Francesco’s goal would have been the icing on the cake. This time his contribution was decisive because it allowed us to win the match and take a vital step towards the round of 16. With Milan Futuro a few days ago he missed a penalty: perhaps Fonseca is really right when he says that for guys like him it is paradoxically easier to play in the first team than in Serie C.