The scene was set, the beers were in, the television primed and ready to go. The build-up impressive, the supporters choreography cracking and the general buzz outstanding. Then play got under way in the Palermo v Inter match.
It is hard to explain why I was so disappointed in this would-be clash of the titans. It was clear from the outset, with a cagey 3-5-1-1 formation that the Rosanero were scared. For most of the first half either Inter were very good or Palermo stood back and watched them, depending on your viewpoint. Still, it took a howler from Inter old boy Alberto Fontana to give the Nerazzurri the lead. Then, amazingly, the well-kept-quiet Amauri scored a scorcher with the outside of the boot to level matters.
That should have sparked a cracking second half but instead Inter took control again with Guidolin's men still surprisingly submissive. It was no surprise when Patrick Vieira thumped home the winner. The only shock was that a late header against the post could have salvaged an ill-deserved draw for the home team.
It looked to me like a medium-sized team struggling to cope with being in a league winning position. It was almost as if they would have been happier being a bit further down the table. All hope of Inter not winning the Scudetto is now officially in Roma's hands who scored goal of the week through Francesco Totti at the weekend.
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trust in il Capitano, ginkers. I don't know if we can win... but we'll have a good try. am enjoying it too much to worry about whether we make it or not.
You are certainly the best team to watch by a long way. I can't believe the Giallorossi would have succumbed to Inter the way Palermo did. They would at least have had three or four men sent off...
Goal of the week?? Goal of the season more like - and better than buck tooth Ronaldinho's at the weekend that everyone keeps going on about!
Glad to see an interjection of good old pro-Italian vitriol from the Venezian. Yes, the goal was an absolute beauty and just as good as old Bugs Bunny.
The difference, as you see with the grudging praise Cannavaro has got for his Golden Ball, is that somehow it sticks in their throat to praise an Italiano.
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