It felt like a bracing rally from Inter in the second half, but let’s keep that fact in perspective: It felt like a bracing rally because Manchester United’s first-half performance had completely rewritten the pre-match expectations. That is, if Inter were a crippled underdog, a kind of Fulham of the mid-week, then what they did in the second half verged on the heroic. But if they were Man Utd’s equals, as, at the start of the match, we basically thought they were, then the fightback had something pitiful about it. It’s no wonder everyone uses matches like this as a referendum on the relative quality of the Premier League and Serie A. That was maybe 25 minutes of competent football from the three-times-defending champions of Italy, playing at home, under a coach who’s essentially made Manchester United the undercarriage of his ego.
I don’t mean to be negative; it was fluid, fast, entertaining game, as nil-nil draws between good teams often are. It’s just that the mystery of Inter’s underperformance in Europe is starting to look like one of those one of those computer vertexes in which a green graph cones down on itself in the middle and all the little Tron houses start sliding over the rim, and it’s getting hard to separate the various concrete elements (psychology, personnel, tactics) from each other and from the aspect of the mystical that’s starting to loom over the facts. It’s true that, as Derek Rae and Tommy Smyth repeatedly pointed out, Alex Ferguson is not going to cherish the lack of an away goal in a fixture they could have finished off by the 25th minute. But on the strength of recent history do we really see Inter going to Old Trafford, murdering the ghost of Banquo, and getting the 1-1 draw? Again, their good stretches in the second half were a heroism of Fulham, not something that would keep a Busby babe from getting a decent sleep.
My questions when I saw the lineups were: Could Park handle Maicon? And could Davide Santon, an 18-year-old right-back deployed for this match on the left, contain Cristiano Ronaldo? I should have asked why Rooney was starting on the bench, but after United’s Barcelona adventure last season (in which I’m pretty sure Rooney played as a sweeper) nothing really surprises me in Ferguson’s European teamsheets. I definitely should have asked why Rivas was playing in favor of Cordoba, because even though I knew the answer (Mourinho just hates Cordoba), it turned out to be the major tactical gaffe of the match, which Mourinho was forced to remedy at halftime.
Park, who has some special terrier gene that he only activates in important European away games, was a step ahead of, and into, Maicon for most of the night. This crushed Inter, especially in the first half: their few breakaway chances were largely down the left, where Santon (again, an 18-year-old playing out of position) did not pose the same kind of attacking threat as arguably the world’s top right-back. (You know I don’t mean it, Dani Alves.) Ibrahimović kept drifting left to try to pick up the slack, which isn’t unusual in itself, but it meant that Inter’s only threat in the box for much of the game was the pale and confused Adriano, who was counting by different digits and missed the team’s second-best chance of the night. (The first was Cambiasso’s awkward attempt to chest the ball into the open net.)
Santon had a good game against Ronaldo, but it didn’t really matter, because Ronaldo charged around everywhere anyway (just not so much down the right). Obviously his name was going to be heard a lot given the number of close-range free-kicks Inter surrendered, all but a couple of which he almost scored from, but Rivas and Chivu were about as effective as holograms in the second half, and every time he cut inside it seemed to be him versus empty air and Júlio César’s nervy genius. If it weren’t for César’s twitch save he would have scored with that wrecking-ball header in the 5th minute, and if it weren’t for Cordoba’s having been brought on to replace Rivas at halftime he would have scored (after leaving Chivu for the vultures) in the 75th.
The other bright spot for Inter—and my choice for man of the match, if César wasn’t it—was Ibrahimović. More than any other Inter player he has a reputation for dwindling in the Champions League, but he was brilliant tonight, dropping halfway down the pitch to win the ball, picking out teammates with some of the most dangerous passes of the match, at one point holding three United players on a string before clipping Jonny Evans with the shot. Other than that, as far as Inter’s shooting was concerned, van der Sar could have spent most of the match writing his memoirs. But it’s at least one good sign for the Italians’ Old Trafford hopes that Ibra seems switched on, and actually kind of happy, playing in the Champions League.
The managers looked grim and impassive, Ferguson in his black coat, Mourinho in his snowdrift of a gray scarf. It’ll be interesting to see if they’re more illuminated a couple of weeks from now.
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by Brian Phillips · February 24, 2009
Inter and ManU are all well and good, but true fans are concerned with one team- Pro Vercelli.
And yet, I feel that apart from Ronaldo’s header, which he missed the goal with, Inter had the better chances. And a very good case for a penalty besides.
You’re right, the point-blank header Ronaldo nearly scored from was the one in the fifth minute (which forced the save from César) and not the one I alluded to in the 30th minute (which went narrowly right). I’ve changed the post to reflect that.
But the fact that Ronaldo had two close-range and essentially unmarked headers is a pretty strong argument by itself against the idea that Inter had better chances. I can only remember two really good chances from Inter all night, the one Adriano bungled right after half-time and the Cambiasso chest-bump. There were a few good crosses and dangerous passes, but they didn’t exactly put van der Sar through the paces the way Man Utd did César.
Just off the top of my head, United had the two Ronaldo headers, Ryan Giggs’s one-on-one with César after the missed tackle from Rivas, several close free-kicks (including one that was only stopped by a basically lucky save from César at the end of the game), at least one decent header from Berbatov, and that Ronaldo cross around the 70th minute that missed the outstretched Park and an easy goal by about an inch.
I agree about the penalty (I assume you’re talking about the Rio’s-hand-on-Adriano’s-back moment), though it would have been on the soft side. I’d go further and say that the officiating generally favored Man Utd all night—apart from the random yellow for Rooney, all the questionable decisions seemed to go against Inter, and there were a few moments where the players basically stopped playing after an obvious Man Utd foul only to restart in a hurry when they realized there hadn’t been a whistle. Mourinho wasn’t totally wrong to complain.
Still, the two Inter chances were more clear cut IMO, than just about every Utd chance, bar perhaps Ronaldo’s header which went wide and the Giggs failure to square the ball from a tight angle: one was on the the dominant foot of the forward, square on goal and the other a point blank chest high bounce with two thirds of the goal beckoning.
And no, the penalty I had in mind was for hands by Evans, I think it was, on Maicon’s run in the second half. Agreed on the refereeing, though it has to be said that Inter were fouling a lot in the first half.
I had high hopes for the match, but ultimately the only highlight was Jose’s petulance afterwards when he said he left Sir Alex a $300 bottle of wine.
Cambiasso was involved in three of Inter’s best chances: the two crosses dummied by Ibra and the chest. When he missed, I couldn’t help but think of the Wizard of Oz. If I only had a heart….