Off we go to sunny Spain (or Catalonia for you separatists) to take on the very best club in the world on their home ground. It is all a bit daunting. Barcelona have some injuries/illness problems, but are for sure the clear favorites in this match-up.

I am going to keep this as short as possible in order to give up the stage for tomorrows preview and game build up comments.
The bottom line is that we won a game we should have won and that we had to win. As of this game, we have completed 1/3 of the

Those two weeks were long. So long, in fact, that I have completely forgot what we were doing before it started. Something about points and kicking ass (or not, as the case may be)… It will come back to me, I’m sure. Anyway, here we are back

There is a perceived lack of Italians on this team, even though we have several, who apparently dont count. Supporters of other teams, who like to find a reason to have a go at us, often use the no Italians chant to show their superiority where none

I understand that being called up to a National Team is an honor. It means that among all the players from your particular country, you are one of the very best at what you do. Great. Good for them. I am proud of our Internationals. Right now, Inter has

And he loves us back. Well, he loves Inter. Well, he is “very happy” at Inter. Whatever. He is staying and that is all that matters. Yep, Julio Cesar Soares de Espindola has signed a contract extension with F.C. Internazionale Milano until

Well, we didnt beat an opponent in the bottom half of the table. This would mark the first time this season that this has happened. A quick look at MADs Guide to the Scudetto shows that beating teams the show themselves to be in the second column of the

Ok, so everyone who follows Inter Milan knows that Dejan Stankovic is, well… for lack of a better term, a muppet. He is goofy, wears his heart on his sleeve, and has large sticky-out ears. In other words, he is just about the last person on the

First things first. Happy Birthday to Angelo Moratti RIP, Luis Figo and Mourinho’s daughter.
Alright.
Allow me to summarize my reaction to the first 84 minutes of this game: Here we go again.
I thought: another game in which we are the better team

Inter are going back to Russia (ok, well Ukraine) to see if we can finally find our footing in Europe. We have not exactly excelled, and our high-flying Serie A position will not count for a hill of beans. It will be cold, and Kiev is a good team, but