Two wins and a draw against three big names in Europe. Inzaghi and Sarri with the strength of the game, Calzona with pride and… Victor
In the 75th minute of Napoli-Barcelona, the disheartened Maradona asked himself (and we with him): “But what have you done to him? How have you reduced the marvelous game and goalscoring machine of the Scudetto?” In here – he remembered the stadium -, Spalletti gave 4 to Liverpool, 4 to Ajax, 3 to Eintracht… Almost every action was a scoring opportunity, every match was fun and pride of belonging. This Napoli, in their third coach, subleased to Slovakia, tormented by management errors, still hasn’t had a shot on target in the 75th minute and is down due to a goal from Lewandoski, with a dull Kvara replaced grumbling. The first half hour was disheartening for the Azzurri, totally at the mercy of a lesser Barcelona team, broken by their own frailties, light years away from the technical arrogance of their glorious past. But in the 75th minute the ball reaches Osimhen, with his back to goal. He resists a charge, turns and puts it into the net. At least he’s there. He returned from Africa and perhaps from the past. He scored the championship totem. Naples clings to him and to the pride the team still has. He demonstrated it at the end of the first half, in which he regained control of the match, and at the end of the second in which he tried to win it. The hope that Osi will return more and more like his past, that Kvara will regain his smile, that Calzona will be able to make his ideas bear fruit, authorizes faith in the undertaking at the Camp Nou, against that shaken horse of Barça which, virtually, he has already unseated Xavi and he no longer gallops like he used to. It can be done.