The Italiano broke many hearts last night.
Set the alarm for four a.m. and when it went off, debated to myself if I should really go down and watch the match. Reasoning one could only catch a final match once every year, I went down.
And was delighted to see Milan leading by a goal. However, I got frustrated with Milan’s very glaring absence in Reina’s side of the field. Trust the Italians to be all defensive, I thought.
And suddenly, he stroke again after a brilliant pass from pin-up boy Kaka [his pose for Giorgio Armani adorns quite a few Milan buildings].
Though Kuyt headed home for Liverpool, it wasn’t enough for a repeat comeback of two years ago.
And it was AC Milan, who had almost no hope of catching up in Serie A after being punished with an 8-point deduction, who lifted the trophy. Glory to Rossoneri!
Yes, Pippo Inzaghi was a heartbreaker alright. But he didn’t break mine. Ancelotti, you picked the right man for the job.
Read all about the match here and here. For more on the heartbreaker’s profile, go here.
The Italian Job was well done.
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