So we've absolutely dominated Spezia. Through no fault of any man in the stadium bar Lautaro himself, we have failed to take the lead. I'm not too displeased however, because we're playing entertaining, attacking football. This is an enjoyable game.
We've seen this exact story many times before and we all know what's coming next. We finish the half in a positive mood and it's perfectly expectable that we carry on where we left off in the second half and continue in similar fashion - positive and dominant. After all, it's not even like we've expended much energy, right? Spezia have been the ones doing all the chasing.
However. Inexplicably, bewilderingly, incomprehensibly, our players will come out for the second half looking like they longer care to take any part in the game.
Feeling that familiar fear run down his spine, Limone will instruct his players to abandon any attempts to win the game, instead demanding they sit deep and deliberately give the ball away with hopeless long balls. Remember, we're not trying to win this game anymore.
Naturally, this approach will cause us to lose control of the match, and with that control visibly slipping away, everyone watching the match will easily identify the need for substitutions - everyone except the one man who can make them. At this point, the lowly opponent will score, thus ensuring our inability to keep clean sheets on the road continues. We may or may not score a shitty equalizer after that.