October 6, 2019 – Juventus vs. AC Milan – Allianz Stadium, Torino
Serie A – Matchday 7
They called it the Derby d'Italia, even when it wasn't Inter.
In Italy, when Milan plays Juve, time slows. Mothers pause dinner. Old men sip espresso slower. The country watches.
For Enzo Sky Vito, this wasn't just another match.
It was the match. The one he had circled months ago.
The place where legends were either forged... or forgotten.
The Night Before – Turin Hotel, Team Quarters
Enzo sat by the window. The Turin skyline blurred under drizzle. His phone lay screen-down beside a notebook filled with scribbles: arrows, positions, key words.
"Efficienza. Posizione. Decisione."
His fresh Nike Mercurial Dream Speed boots, custom-designed in red and gold, sat glowing under the lamp. His AC Milan jersey with #19 hung over the chair. Folded beside it — a handwritten letter from his brother.
"No matter the crowd, remember who you were when no one was watching."
He closed his eyes. Inhale. Exhale.
Arrival at Allianz Stadium – Matchday
The team bus rolled into the Allianz like a spaceship into enemy space. Boos rained down, and flares crackled in the air.
Inside the bus, there was silence.
Only Enzo spoke, whispering to Leão beside him. "This is it, brother. Opera di sangue."
Opera of blood.
Rafael nodded. "Let's write something they'll remember."
The players stepped out in YSL suits — a deal Enzo had made headlines for. But under the class was steel.
War was near.
Tunnel. 20:43 CET.
The Juventus squad stood across from them. Ronaldo. Bonucci. Pjanić. Dybala. Giants of the game.
Enzo stared ahead. The smell of liniment, the crackle of boots, the hum of history.
🎙️ "Ladies and gentlemen… San Siro was the overture. Allianz will be the crescendo!"
He clenched his fists. Remembered the drills. The muscle memory. The hours at Milanello. The voice of his youth coach:
"When you're afraid, dribble. When you're doubted, dance."
Kick-Off – Juventus vs. AC Milan
From the first whistle, Juve pressed hard. Matuidi snapping at ankles. Chiellini barking orders. Enzo stayed disciplined, tucked into the left wing.
He tracked back, fought for the ball, waited.
Minute 13:
Theo Hernández bombed forward. Enzo cut inside. The ball came zipping across from Suso. First touch — delicate. Second — drag-back. Third — nutmeg on Cuadrado.
🎙️ "MA CHE È QUESTO??!! UN VELENO! UN MAGO! ENZO VITO CON UNA FINTA DEGNA DI CARAVAGGIO!"
He wasn't just playing. He was painting.
Minute 22:
Bennacer stole the ball and launched it into space. Enzo exploded down the wing — the ball at his feet like a kite string in the wind.
He charged at Bonucci. Stepped once, twice, flipped it left — and sent a low cross.
Piątek! Goal! 1–0 Milan!
The Rossoneri bench erupted.
Enzo raised one finger to the crowd. Not angry. Not mocking. Just calm.
As if to say — You'll see more.
Minute 58 – The Moment.
Ronaldo equalized. 1–1.
The crowd bounced. Allianz thundered. But Milan didn't blink.
Pioli made a signal.
Enzo — now in the false 9 — dropped between Juve's lines. Bennacer gave him a pass. Enzo turned… and froze De Ligt with a fake so smooth, the Dutchman twisted.
He curled the ball from 25 yards.
Time stopped.
The ball spun, dipped, glided.
Top right corner.
GOAL. 2–1 MILAN. ENZO.
He sprinted toward the curva. Slid on his knees. And then —
Raised one hand. Index finger under the nose.
The Del Piero Celebration.
In Turin. Against Juve. Wearing number 19.
🎙️ "IL TRADIMENTO DIVINO! A JUVENTUS LEGEND CELEBRATION… FROM THE MILANESE PHENOMENO! OH MAMMA MIA!"
The Allianz fell silent. Except for the away section — red and black flags whipping the air like flamenco dancers.
Full-Time – Juventus 1–2 Milan
Back in the dressing room, the noise faded.
Pioli hugged him. Maldini smiled.
"Bravo, ragazzo. You were born for these nights."
Enzo wiped sweat from his brow. Sat alone for a second.
He looked at his phone.
His brother had sent a message:
"The boy is gone. Welcome, Maestro."
Post-Match – Sky Italia
On the panel, legends debated the goal.
Alessandro Costacurta:
"This boy… he is not a talent. He is already a problem for defenses. A tactical weapon."
Alessandro Del Piero, smiling slyly:
"If someone steals your celebration in your own house, you only bow — if they deserve it. And he does."