The San Siro buzzed like a living creature as the camera panned across the endless rows of chanting fans. Flags rippled high above the crowd, scarves spun in slow circles, and the noise level never dropped for even a moment. From the ultras behind the goal to the curious neutrals who just came to watch a good game, everyone was caught up in the same tension. A roar of anticipation echoed through the colossal stadium, an anticipation that seemed to ask one question.
San Siro and Lecce?
Not just any Lecce, but one that had been breaking expectations and stepping over predictions all season long. This wasn't the Lecce people were used to seeing fight relegation. This was a Lecce with something burning behind their eyes.
The broadcast flickered through different camera angles, zooming in on the packed home stand, the dugouts, the tunnel. Then it cut to the commentary box, where two seasoned voices broke the tension with incredulous warmth.
