We, Calcistically very secular (we cheer Turin, imagine), we are the first to know that a football match is not just a football match. But not even a socio -political metaphor
In short, when we now believed that the PSG-Inter match was over (5-0, moreover), we read a piece of Rolling Stone in which, under the title the Champions League final is not (only) the defeat of Inter, but of our company-Wow! – It is argued that “the tragedy of the Nerazzurri team resembles an essay on the end of the white straight male”. Thesis (not so original): Inter, and by extension Italy, and by extension the old West, is back twenty years compared to the “PSG of the twenty -year -olds, mestizo, playstation with the gold of the sheikhs, turbo capitalism, propal banners and doué star of home”. A joke was missing on Acerbi as a symbol of toxic patriarchate or Dimarco Fascio.
After the word “mestizo” we were tempted to stop reading. We no longer hold the tirite on foreign teams that win because full of blacks and mulatto (but also Inter, to be precise, took three). And save us the praise of mass immigration as the only salvation for our now prehistoric society (but why don’t Rolling Stone merely review the Baby Gang album?).
Finally, two little things.
The first: we, from conservatives, to the “new French” who have put Paris on fire we continue to prefer the old Italians. The second: now we write a piece on Jannik Sinner as a metaphor of the universal triumph of the male, white, straight; And also Nordic. And we are equal.