The final whistle echoed through the San Siro, not as a release of frantic energy, but as the satisfying conclusion to a symphony.
The Inter players didn't collapse in a heap of wild, screaming limbs as they had in the Derby.
They came together in the center circle, a huddle of exhausted, intelligent victors, sharing knowing looks and firm, proud embraces.
The fans in the Curva Nord remained in their seats, not just cheering, but applauding. It was a different kind of ovation—one of deep appreciation for the beautiful, dominant football they had just witnessed.
The players walked over, a unified blue and black line, and applauded back, a shared moment of mutual respect.
As the team began to head towards the tunnel, a stadium official with a microphone intercepted the group.
"Signore e signori, the Man of the Match, for his incredible vision and leadership... Leon!"
The stadium roared its approval as Leon, surprised, was pushed forward by his teammates.
