THE NO(N) SENSE POST

Last night I definitely knew I wasn’t getting the Milan game on TV; thus the options were either to enjoy the Madrid-City game or stream ours from the internet. I chose the latter, it didn’t work out as I’d hoped for with a terrible connection meaning the stream was nothing but stable; yet I didn’t really care too much about missing most of the game as it seems more of a blessing than a curse not being able to watch one of the things you love most in the world being desecrated.

The fare served up by Allegri and his team yesterday was nothing less than atrocious. The team lacks ideas, inspiration, and anything remotely needed by a football squad to win a game of football. It’s a good thing I’ve been prepped for such a season since I saw the way our mercato was headed so I’ve mainly looked on at everything with a degree of apathy Hitler would be proud of. Simply put, I’ve lost none of the passion or love I have for this team but I frankly couldn’t give a rat’s ass where we end up at the end of this season, we deserve everything we’re going to get.

Watching this team play is like the proverbial watching paint dry thing; it’s boring, boring, and boring. You feel like you have a gun to your head forcing you to watch the game because no right thinking person would watch that of their own free will. I often find myself wondering what they do during all those training sessions which the official website always describes so colourfully. It’s like someone got together a bunch of strangers and put on them the legendary Rossoneri colours and they simply have no clue what’s expected of them.

We can’t put moves together, none of our players look like they know how to control a football or even beat their marker. Antonini always tries as hard as he can but the truth is he was never Milan material, Pazzini has looked lost the past couple of games without the service he thrives on; and the squad look more like a collection of street urchins than footballers working together. Allegri on the other hand, often finds a way to make the wrong choices all the time and doesn’t look like he’s any closer to solving this identity crisis his team is in.

There is no need talking about the players who left in the summer or any of the other 1,000,001 reasons we are in this slump; that issue has been flogged much more than a dead horse could ever hope to be; the simple truth is this squad isn’t good enough to sit at the high table of teams. With sufficient motivation and self belief, any whole can be greater than the sum of its parts but even that seems lost from this new Milan. Right now I don’t know anything anymore and the only thing we as Milanisti can do is get ready for the roughest season imaginable as I have done, then hope for the best as all sensible humans do.

Oh, and a lot of Kris Voakes articles as well…

FORZA MILAN!!!!!!!



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