Inter Milan had to go and shoot crosses at the Arctic Circle so that the world would discover that the Hyperborean men of mythical fame panzer They are not blond giants who impose themselves by the strength of their armor but by the maximum expression of cognitive activity. , but to use your feet at full speed. Berg, Fet, Blomberg, Hogh, but especially Evjen and Haugue think before receiving the ball. Two touches, one, without stopping, without stopping moving, up and down the small artificial grass field that together they turned this Wednesday into hell for Inter. The ball was spinning on the carpet and it was scary. They had just beaten Atlético in the Metropolitano. They are the revelation painting.
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Nikita Haikin, Jostein Gundersen (Haitam Aleesami, min. 88), Fredrik Bjørkan, Fredrik Sjøvold, Odin Bjørtuft, Håkon Evjen, Sondre Fet (Isak Määttä, min. 88), Patrick Berg, Jens Petter Hauge, Kasper Høgh (Andreas Helmersen, min. 77) y Ole Didrik Blomberg (Sondre Auklend, min. 77)
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Yann Sommer, Alessandro Bastoni, Manuel Akanji, Francesco Acerbi, Nicolò Barella (Andy Diouf, min. 88), Matteo Darmian (Luis Henrique, min. 74), Henrikh Mkhitaryan (Piotr Zielinski, min. 75), Carlos Augusto, Petar Sucic, Lautaro Martínez (Marcus Thuram, min. 60) y Francesco Pio Esposito (Ange-Yoan Bonny, min. 75)
Goals
1-0 min. 19: Sondre Brunstad Fet. 1-1 min. 29: Francesco Pio Esposito. 2-1 min. 60: Jens Hauge. 3-1 min. 63: Kasper Høgh
Referee Daniel Siebert
yellow cards
Francesco Pio Esposito (min. 44), Ole Didrik Blomberg (min. 76)
Led by the skinny Evjen, 1.78 tall, a normal guy, the players of this club with family sagas showed that the 3-1 they scored against City a month ago was not a coincidence, but rather the penultimate step in an impressive evolution that placed them in the first leg of the play off . Inter also fell there, again, 3-1 before the fluttering of the yellow scarves of a stand of barely 8,000 happy Norwegians, even though the temperature was around five degrees below zero and the wind chill was seven below zero after a storm that last weekend covered the playing field with 80 tons of snow.
The first goal of the match defines something that, more than a style, is a fanatical way of understanding the competition. Fast, easy, forward, with as much aggression as possible, with generosity to move in general coordination around the ball carrier, opening up ranges of passing possibilities that multiply thanks to altruism. Bodo football is a way of being together. A form of community. And their footballers practice it with a fanatical point. At 20 minutes, Bjokan, a winger, played a diagonal pass through the middle that connected with Evjen. Evjen left his field like a flying hawk to sneak into the dovecote. At the first touch, as if he were bringing the planned move from home, Hogh, the ninewho from the heart of the area assisted a touch to Fet, the third midfielder, author of the 1-0.
The action was so fast and surprising that the heavy Acerbi and the lukewarm Bastoni could not even react. It is not easy to see teams in Europe that play so well on the inside. These Norwegians do it viciously. If someone opened up on the wing and had the opportunity to play the center, they turned the ball again with their defenders or put it inside until they found space. Only five centers were thrown by Bodo in the entire match and except for one all of them started from the penalty area. More than centers, precision passes. . And only once did he manage to get his forwards to beat Bodo’s heavy centre-backs, the weak point of the team. It was at 1-1. Pío Esposito put it in and the VAR was unable to determine if he had touched the ball with his hand before.
This is how the two teams went to halftime. Upon returning, Inter discovered that they were stiffer than when they started. Far from rebelling, the runners-up of the last Champions League, the team that eliminated Barça last season, exhibited an overwhelming lack of imagination. At game time he had to check out. Bodo launched a barrage of pressure, Carlos Augusto shook off the ball with a desperate clearance, and the projectile fell at Fet’s feet. Without barely adjusting his body, without controlling himself, Fet hit him first. The ball crossed the entire midfield to the opposite area, where Hogh received and set up Haugue. The blow of the diezwho entered from the left, entered the near post without Sommer being able to do more than wave his hand. Like the first, it was another wonderful goal.
The 3-1 score was a masterpiece by Evjen, who took the ball away from Barella and enabled Haugue to make another foray into the midfield. Fet received the pass from behind and left Blomberg, the right winger, alone in front of the goalkeeper, who crossed the area, controlled, paused and passed again to the freed man: striker Hogh, author of the third. Next week at San Siro the history of European football could take a turn if Bodo Glimt, the first team from the Polar Circle to reach the Champions League knockout stages, qualifies for the round of 16.
In the other matches of the day, against Leverkusen (0-2) and Newcastle they swept Qarabag (1-6) in Baku. The folkloric note was provided by Anthony Gordon, who has three goals in the Premier and in the first half of Baku he scored four. According to Mister Chip, Gordon became the second player in Champions League history to score four goals in the first half of a game after Shaktar’s Luiz Adriano against BATE in the 2014-15 season.
