Milan prevailed, a great rundown, as the Italians used to do: defensive approach and counterattacks.
Catenaccio of the 80s, when Italian football always won, often by the bare minimum, often scrambling and biding its time.
The moment had come early, just seven minutes into the game, when Theo Hernández used his bulk to lower an aerial ball, take it to his lair and from there shoot at Forster's body, who saved that shot and the subsequent shot. Brahim Díaz, no longer the third, again Brahim Díaz, now upside down.
From there, Milan had become Italian.
Back off, let Tottenham make a mess.
Tottenham was deployed, which is experiencing a strange year – not completely carbide and this Tuesday it was missing its best men: Lloris, Hojbjerg and Betancur. The spurs were delivered to Son, Kane and Perisic (this one less) and began to haunt the frame of Tatarusanu. He would only manage to go around it, not pierce it, and he will have to surpass himself in the return if he wants to turn things around against Italianized Milan.
