Ok, I admit, my optimism so far shown towards the game of Sampdoria and the possibility of reaching this year a quiet salvation and without too many worries of mind (and I’m talking about salvation, mind you, not about Europe or the left side of the standings) is crumbling very lightly to the sound of balls taken from the first of the championship, until last Sunday at Sant’Elia in Cagliari .
In short, to make a long story short, if you don’t win with La Spezia on Friday, it’s shit in the blocks, to use a Frenchism to which we should be accustomed by now. And I said it all. It is now clear: we will have to struggle and fight tooth and nail this season too, before glimpsing the much desired chimera of the 40 points on the horizon. I was hoping not, but that’s the way it is.
Patience, it’s not a problem, we are used to it, for God’s sake, and with this management here certainly you cannot do any kind of project that does not concern only a mediocre stay in Serie A, but – I admit – all the beginning of this Sampdoria had given me hope, as had not happened to me for years. But the attitude is not enough. And the good game is not enough either, you have to score points. Because it’s okay that we met Milan, Inter, Juve, Napoli in the first games, but for get a little more from this championship (as I seemed to have glimpsed at the beginning, between the lines of D’Aversa’s game and a bold and aggressive Sampdoria who attacked in all circumstances) the hellish cycle of the first six games ended, we had to win at home with Udinese and AT LEAST draw with the Sardinian black beast with which you have not won since 2007, even if it were the Avengers national team. Bon. It was mandatory. Four points. Otherwise all the arrembanti rides on the wing, the heart-pounding counterattacks and the good game shown would have been of no use. And indeed …
And then, boy, in front of the problems do not arise, as I thought, from the fact that we had met only great teams. Quagliarella is now eight games that more than a center forward looks like a center, floating in the green pool of the football field without art or part. And who rotates next to him (Caputo or Gabbiadini be it) the same. I don’t know where this thing comes from, if from the module or from other things, but if you don’t have a bite in attack, you don’t get very far with this game; after all, it’s not that Candreva always gives you the eurogol or you have the Torsby or the Yoshida on duty throwing it in at random. It must be remedied and done immediately.
In short, sailors, from Friday knife between the teeth and ready, as every year, for hard times of famine. Let’s put it this way: at least, this year, we can see some good action. Of course, it is hardly ever needed by a belino, but at least you can see it. Here is the optimism that comes back to me every time, however, I talk about Sampdoria. Dagghe.
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