It was not a great show and, perhaps, it was not legitimate to expect it. Juventus and Milan played little in the night of the Stadium, ranking in hand, but the stakes for Tudor And Cheerful It was so high as to suggest a script that gave birth to a boring, blocked game for a long time and that only turned on for a few and selected episodes after the yawns of the interval.
Milan could and had to win it, why to give the opponents a penalty pulled in the corner (Pulisic), a shy snow -tied ciabatta and another chewed by an excellent position (Lea) justifies the success on the points. In boxing. Being football, however, the two teams took home a brick each that will serve to live a peaceful stop and without large pressures. Non Tudor, to whom the people of the Stadium have reserved some whistle at the time of the change that Yildiz and Conceicao removed, and not even Allegri who will be able to continue working on headlights off without anyone asking for the Scudetto.
The feeling is that the Rossoneri are later than the bianconeri in the construction of their identity. And that Juventus is far behind, which is why having lengthened the strip of consecutive five lines must be greeted with a sigh of relief Given the short circuit risked when the game has stretched. After the stop Tudor will have to change the step and the mutuals of his people certify him: when you train the old lady it is not legitimate to be satisfied. Never.
Allegri, welcome with applause and choirs of Juventus fans
Other notes scattered in the Stadium evening: the first dedicated to Jonathan David who is dangerously starting to become a ‘missing’ between errors and indecisions. Still rejected, despite the initial trust of its technician. And then the shape of Gimenez, who would not have deserved the replacement to bring a leis in evident delay of condition. For one night Modric and Rabiot dedicated themselves to the struggle more than to the government, while on the other side the lack of quality of the Juventus midfield continues to highlight.
The only jolt in the opposing area by Juventus was a dirty ball wasted by cats to face with Maignan: too little, good only to raise the vote of the French goalkeeper who, for the rest, remained almost spectator. In general, it was missing quality and it was a Juventus-Milan minor son of other challenges who wrote the history of our football: it is what the menu offers today and it is useless to complain.
Post scriptum: Juventus fans, who whistled during and after the performance of their players, welcomed with applause and Max Allegri choirs who returned to Turin as an opponent. There were few doubts, but now it is certain that the narrative on the detachment between Max and the Juventus people has been largely produced elsewhere, perhaps among the small group of “non -friends” that the Livorno di Porta behind for some time. In Turin they remember him with pleasure, he and his not updated football (cit).
