Inter, the first smile after Monaco. Lautaro signal, but it is a long sterile dominance

It takes a miracle, That of Lautaro Martinez, therefore the Play by Valentin Carboni to move Inter from a historic humiliation to the first smile after Munich. It's right that it ended like this, with the magic of the captain to reward what has been done anyway a total and constant dominion, and Christian Chivu's "son" scored the winning goal.

The Inter of Lumen Field in Seattle is not a brilliant one, it cannot be at the end of June of a grueling and thankless season, but nonetheless masterful and dominant. With the Japanese what is missing is the final step, the clarity in the decisive choice. Whether it's the assist or the shot on goal. Lautaro hits the crossbar in the first half, shortly before Zalewski loses the ball in midfield, Carlos Augusto and Sommer they let themselves be cut off by Urawa's advantage.

Chivu, and he wanted an Inter with three strikers, or so-called, he is not too far from his predecessor who ended up in Arab land. Lots of possession, few one-on-ones (even though Luis Henrique, on those few occasions, does indeed aim and aim), a bit of understandable slowness, no shots on target in more than an hour of play. And here the Japanese play their game: collected, attentive, more aggressive on the passing lines than in one-on-ones. Then opening up to the counterattack. This is not a criticism, it is an observation, after all the levels on the pitch, even with an exhausted and less motivated team, are very different. Then there is pride. Let's be clear, Lautaro's is not a great match. Inter continues to lack a reference in the area, a player capable of being a point of support for the ninety minutes. But the Argentine is a leader, always and in any case. In fighting wide on the wing, in recovering balls like a midfielder, in finally reto take advantage of his enormous quality (even extemporaneous), inventing an off-balance overhead kick for the equaliser, with the opponent also pulling his shirt. These are signs, for everyone. Inter, who seemed ready to return to Italy and pull the plug, rekindles, Valentin Carboni finds the opening shot towards the end that reopens all discussions. Promoted and failed? Zalewski is not liked, who is unable to provide quality on the outside and makes a lot of mistakes. Dimarco continues not to impress either, and Asllani does not leave his mark in a sterile maneuver that does not produce shots on goal until his exit. While Pio Esposito is dynamic and Carboni has the personality to put it in front of the world. Inter is not shining, but is still alive.