Inzagi s last thirty in Inter Milan

Thirty minutes, a man's four-year persistence ended in a hurry.

This is football, this is reality, as cruel as the Milan wind in winter, blowing people's faces hurt.

From June 3, 2021 to the present, 1461 days and 35,064 hours, Inzaghi is worried about this team every minute. But what's the use? That's how Italians are. They always remember the game you lost and always forget the victories you won.

Reality is so straightforward.

The Saudis offered a sky-high contract with an annual salary of 35 million euros, which sounds like a joke. But this is no joke, it is reality. No problem that money can solve is a problem, and more money is used if you can't solve it. Inzaji is not a saint, he is just an ordinary person. When an ordinary person faces a six-fold increase in salary, what other face and feelings do he need?

What's more, in Italy, Inzaghi would never be a prophet. Stories like

have also appeared around us. A coach was scolded in his own country and became a hot commodity when he ran abroad. Just like Lippi in China, he was already in decline in Italy, but when he arrived in China, he became a compass. This world is so absurd. As the saying goes, distance creates beauty, and distance creates value.

Is Inzaji a good person? Judging from everyone's description, yes. I have never complained in four years, never complained in front of the media, and maintained a gentlemanly demeanor even in the most difficult times. The players all say that he is like a big brother, which is already rare in the football world today. Today's coaches are either as open as Conte or as cold as Guardiola, and a gentle person as gentle as Inzaghi seems out of place.

The Inter Milan he coached did play beautifully. That kind of football is smooth and pleasing to the eye, just like Brazil's samba football. But art cannot be eaten as a food, and beauty cannot be exchanged for a championship. The defeat in the Champions League final was like a slap on the Inter Milan face: No matter how beautiful the football is, can it be eaten as a "food"?

Fans once fancied that Inzaghi would become the next Ferguson, be able to stay with Inter Milan for twenty years, and go through the ups and downs together. But this is just magic. In the current football world, let alone twenty years, it is a miracle to be able to stay for four years. loyalty? That is a luxury, and it only exists in the magical world of the master.

After all, this is not an Inzaji problem, it is a problem of this era.

We live in an era of eagerness for quick success and instant benefits, an era of money supremacy, and an era of impatientness. What fans want is success that can be achieved overnight, what the boss wants is immediate reward, and what the media wants is the topic of the news that is spreading in the valley. No one is willing to wait, no one believes in the process, everyone wants to only care about the results, and they are impatient.

Inzaji chose to leave, not betrayal, but liberation.

For four years, he has suffered too many blame that does not belong to him and carries too many responsibilities that should not be borne by him. Now I can finally let go, go to a place where there are no so many expectations and no so many pressures, be a simple coach and get a generous salary, why not do it? The last thirty minutes of

are considered farewell. There is no anticipated discussion, and four years of persistence ends at this moment.

This is modern football, this is real life. There is not so much affection, not so much reluctance, only cold business logic and naked exchange of interests.

Inzaghi is gone, but football has to continue. The next coach will come, the next hope will ignite, and then the next disappointment will come. This is reincarnation, this is football, this is life.

The last thirty, so true.