Destiny Calls As Milan Savour Liverpool Re-Match
Is there such a thing as destiny in football? Manchester United fans had dared to believe it was their destiny to re-live the club's glorious 1999 treble this year. Jose Mourinho seemed to think it was his destiny to lead Chelsea to an unprecedented quadruple, and is struggling to accept that it is not to be. But Rafa Benitez, his captain Steven Gerrard and the Liverpool camp remarked a few weeks ago that they were getting the same sort of feeling about the Champions League as they had in 2005, when they went all the way and won the trophy in dramatic fashion.
Now on 23rd May in another Balkan hot-spot, Athens, Liverpool and Milan are destined to meet again for another trial of strength, tactics and nerve.
You could sense from the first minute in a sodden but soaring San Siro that Milan were men on a mission. They flew out of the traps and had Manchester United rocking back on their heels from the start. The sheer energy and purpose of their opening play proclaimed not only their belief that they could overturn the 3-2 deficit from Old Trafford, but also their burning desire to have another crack at Liverpool, who booked their ticket 24 hours earlier in the drama of a penalty shoot-out against Mourinho's strangely one-dimensional Chelsea.
Cajoled and inspired by the irrepressible Rino Gattuso, an all-action midfield enforcer and work-horse who in turn kept stoking the Rossoneri fans to a higher pitch of fervour amid the torrential rain, Milan controlled the match for all but a 15-minute spell at the start of the second-half.
They were sharper in the tackle, quicker to the ball, more inventive in their use of it, and typically resolute in defence in a way they were not at Old Trafford. United, unexpectedly flat and lacking the spark that Ferguson had been counting on when he promised a massive, attacking performance, simply had no answers.
Their suspect defence was exposed, their midfield effectively overrun and their attack unable to create or exploit space. Paul Scholes toiled manfully, always probing; but Michael Carrick was anonymous, and on the flanks neither Cristiano Ronaldo nor Ryan Giggs could get much change from their Milanese markers. United repeatedly lost possession - either carelessly with a misplaced pass as they were hustled into hasty decisions, or because the tackles snapped in as they dwelt on the ball.
Gattuso and Andrea Pirlo, Kaka and the ageless Clarence Seedorf, shimmering with quality and hungrier than ever, had Athens in their nostrils and Liverpool in their sights; United were merely an obstacle to be swept out of their path. Kaka, Seedorf and Alberto Gilardino scored the goals that achieved that objective.
We waited in vain for United's famous powers of recovery to kick in; a goal for the visitors would surely have refuelled their belief and given them some momentum. But it never came. Dida was rarely troubled; Rooney well below his best. United, by Sir Alex's own admission, never really looked like scoring.
Ferguson had not previously lost a European tie in which United had secured a first leg lead, but other history was against him: Milan had overcome them in their previous meetings, including twice before at the semi-final stage.
As an ageing team, Milan are sometimes criticised for lacking new blood. Yet in those relatively old legs there is such a wealth of experience at this level. The Rossoneri were striving for a third Champions League final in five seasons. By comparison, United's side are tyros.
And perhaps there is another significant factor here, one touched upon - albeit gracelessly - by Mourinho. When the domestic league title is beyond you - and Serie A and the Premiership have long been beyond Milan and Liverpool, respectively, this season - it is easier to be single-minded about progressing in the Champions League. Neither United nor Chelsea, slugging it out for the Premiership title, had much let-up, or the luxury of resting several key players, in the build-up to the semi-finals.
But this was not an occasion for excuses, and to his credit Sir Alex did not look for any. He was gracious and magnanimous in defeat. Unarguably, Milan deserved their victory, and now the final beckons. It is hard to imagine we will see as thrilling a final as Benitez's Liverpool and Ancelotti's Rossoneri served up two years ago in Turkey. But the tactical battle of wits is sure to be compelling.
Meanwhile, imagine how Andriy Shevchenko must be feeling now. The team he struggles to fit into are out; the one that fitted him like a glove are preparing for another final. It's all about destiny....How are you feeling sheva.. (IMG:
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The once king of the san siro.. missing out on enjoying another final with your real family..
Left your home to play in the champions league final or was it to win the premiership with chelsea..
Worked well either way..
This post has been edited by fresh_prince7: May 4 2007, 07:56 AM