A little under a year ago, I watched Velez Sarsfield play Estudiantes. Estu were two points clear of Velez at the top of the table and had come for a goalless draw that would keep them clear and, given the fixtures remaining, all but assure them of the apertura title. Midway through the second half, it was still 0-0 and Velez were running out of ideas. Ricardo Gareca, the Velez coach, threw on
Ricky Alvarez with 20 minutes remaining.
The left-sided forward is a player who splits opinion. Half the crowd around me in the Estadio Jose Amalfitani reacted rapturously; the other half grumbled. "Here's your Ricky," the one of my mates who was actually a Velez fan hissed sarcastically at one of those calling for his entrance. "Let's watch him turn the game."
Velez fans, it should be said, are notoriously sceptical of fantasistas. For half a century, since the days of their great coach
Vittorio Spinetto, they have demanded effort and sacrifice. In the glory days of Argentinian football, la nuestra, when defending was viewed as somehow tasteless and the league was full of technical dribbles and languid playmakers, it was at Velez that the first shoots of anti-futbol began to sprout - although in those days the term referred to winning games by sweat and energy rather than the cycnicism with which the term was later associated.
For my Velez-supporting friend, Alvarez was a dilettante, somebody who preferred to do tricks and entertain the crowd with
cheap party-pieces rather than get on with the serious business of winning games. He lacked, he insisted, "garra" - that mystical quality so believed of platense football that combines heart and spirit and desire and determination and streetwiseness. In the 20 minutes that remained, Alvarez did next to nothing. A couple of times he got the ball, and ran straight down a blind alley. He looked, frankly, a footballer without a brain.
Estudiantes held on comfortably for the 0-0 draw and comfortably secured the title.
Alvarez spent the next few months in fitful cameos. In April time, he was linked with a move to a couple of Russian clubs, with a fee of around £2.5-3m mooted. He became rather more consistent as the clausura went on, and completed 10 games in it. By May, with Arsenal and Internazionale sniffing, his fee had quadrupled. He ended up in Milan, signed by
Inter (
3.4 to win the
Serie A title this season, second favourite behind Milan at
2.26) for a frankly staggering figure given he has only just become anything approaching a regular at Velez.
Perhaps Inter reacted at just the right time, and bought a player just as he is coming into full bloom; even my sceptical Velez-supporting mate accepted that Alvarez improved in the early months of the year. Perhaps Alvarez is perfectly suited to the 3-4-3 system favoured by
Gian Piero Gasparini and will thrive. After all, narrowness was one of the features of Serie A last season, and clubs who played with width, whether through wingers or wing-backs, prospered. Then again, Argentinian football follows a similarly narrow model, and one of the reasons for Velez's recent success is that their 4-3-3 takes advantage of that.
The situation Alvarez walks into at Inter is hardly stable. Gasparini's system has meant
Wesley Sneijder having to adapt to a new, deeper-lying position, while the departure of Samuel Eto'o for Anzhi leaves Inter without the man who had led their line for the past two seasons.
Diego Forlan, signed from Atletico Madrid, showed at the Copa America that he is still a top-class player, but his age means he is unlikely to feature in every game, while
Gianpaolo Pazzini, bought from Sampdoria, remains unproven at the very highest level, even if he is 13.0 to be top Serie A scorer.
The area where Inter long strong is at wing-back, with
Maicon, once he is fully fit, on the right and Yuto Nagatomo on the left. Nagatomo has already proved himself not only a fine player but a great dressing-room presence, and it's suggested that one of the reasons Sneijder stayed was his friendship with the Japan international
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