by Fabio Gennari
Go back, reread the title. Done? Good, because we could stop here. We could calmly stick to the facts. Looking reality in the face and telling us, without mincing words, that it doesn’t take much to paint the outlines of a magical night. A night that you try to savor while waiting because afterwards, at the final whistle, “only” one result will remain.
The fact that “that” result represents something that no one in Bergamo has ever experienced is crucial to understanding how the remaining hours, the missing minutes, the missing seconds are all to be savored. Live. Share.
At 9pm this evening (9 May), in Viale Giulio Cesare, there is Atalanta-Marseille. The first leg is a detail that matters only because he got hurt Kolasinac, tonight they will go on the pitch 11 against 11 with the ball in the middle and Gil Manzano (the referee) blowing the whistle. There are no individual duels, there is a team confrontation that must produce a winner. Without embroidery, without too many technical-tactical evaluations. We need to win, no matter what. We need to win to go to Dublin, in the Europa League final.
The load of emotions is strong, even on the part of the person writing to you. It is a privilege to do this work at this time. Then there is Bergamo, Atalanta and its people. Those people who in Marseille tried to act as a shield, almost human, from the roar of the Velodrome towards the group. This time we will be 14,500 against 750, the voice and the clapping of the hands will have to pierce the sky above the Gewiss Stadium. There’s almost no time left, it’s Thursday and tonight at 9pm there’s Atalanta-Marseille. We are ready, are you?
