Inter Milan
·23 September 2026
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·23 September 2026
The sky darkens over the Stadio Olimpico as the sun slips towards the horizon, the final traces of light and colour giving way to the evening. On a warm September night, the sunset seems to carry with it the last hints of summer and with that the closing moments of the opening month of the new season. It was brought to an end by the final whistle in Roma vs Inter.
A month that brought us back to San Siro for the start of a new league campaign, with the Scudetto and Coppa Italia badge proudly on our shirts. A month of emotion, new beginnings and familiar rituals: debuts for the new arrivals, the roar of the Meazza for the first goal of the season, Calha’s first thunderbolt, and another iconic climb from the captain onto his barrier. Moments that immediately stirred something in all of us. At the Bernabéu, the Champions League anthem rang out once again. The familiar notes, goosebumps and most of all, the unmistakable feeling of a great European night. On the pitch, Inter showed personality, intensity and a clear identity. We went behind but managed to find a way back. We suffered when the game turned against us and exploded with joy when the comeback was complete, always sticking together. Five league matches and one in the Champions League: four wins, one draw and one defeat. Six games full of emotion, goals, quality football and memorable moments.
After a summer of heat and anticipation, Inter are back. We take a look back at the opening month of the season, from the curtain-raiser against Monza to the clash with Roma, which left the Nerazzurri on 13 points after five league matches, level at the top with the Giallorossi and Lazio.
Saturday 22 August 2026, 20:00
San Siro applauded, smiled and roared. The new league season was under way, and we were back home on a sweltering late-August afternoon. Many were still by the sea, others away on holiday, but the stands were still awash with Nerazzurri colours. Inter made the perfect start: three points and four goals, two of which were truly spectacular. The Meazza was buzzing, the desire to see Inter again unmistakable, and three months of pent-up emotion was released after just six minutes. Hakan Calhanoglu let fly with his right foot, unleashing a thunderous strike of power, technique and perfect coordination. The net bulged, the stands erupted. It was 1-0. Monza, though, refused to fold. Juric’s side competed fiercely, applied the pressure and drew level through Varela on 29 minutes. The first half ended 1-1, but there was still a sense of confidence in the air. After the break, Inter took back control. Three goals arrived in the space of 18 minutes, fuelled by relentless pressing, slick passing, intensity and a clear desire to win. Zielinski restored the lead, Pio Esposito produced an outrageous backheel to make it 3-1, and Bisseck’s driving run through the middle wrapped up the first three points of the season. There was also time for John Stones and Aleksandar Stankovic to make their debuts, both introduced by Chivu late on to receive their first welcome from the Nerazzurri faithful. We are here. We are back. In truth, we never really left.
Sunday 30 August 2026, 22:45
Anyone who has played pool knows the feeling. You pot one ball and suddenly you believe the next one is going in too. In basketball, they call it having ‘the hot hand’. Hakan Calhanoglu must have felt exactly that ten minutes into Cagliari vs Inter, when Barella laid the ball into his path from the right. Central, with several bodies blocking his view, the Turk did not hesitate. His first-time strike stayed low, swerved away from goal and then curled back inside the bottom corner, leaving Caprile rooted to the spot. Another beauty from Hakan: two games, two goals from outside the box, and a right foot in red-hot form. At the Unipol Domus, Inter played with real fluency: sharp ideas, vertical passing, pace and quick combinations. The only thing missing was another goal. Caprile was outstanding, denying the Nerazzurri time and again, whilst Inter just lacked that final touch of ruthlessness. As the game wore on and the energy levels dropped, the balance began to shift. Inter were forced to dig in and defend. Pepo and Bisseck make two crucial interventions, the former racing off his line and the latter clearing with a vital header. Pavard returned to the starting XI, while Marcus Thuram made his first appearance of the season and Curtis Jones got his first minutes in an Inter shirt after the break. Old faces and new came together to see out the win. At full-time, the embraces told the story. Even on Matchday 2, these already feel like important points. An early glimpse of a team capable of playing, suffering and finding a way to win.
INTER 3-2 NAPOLI
Pure delirium. Absolute delirium. Everywhere we looked, faces were contorted with joy, adrenaline and that wonderful kind of exhaustion only nights like this could bring. A roar rolled through the sky above San Siro like thunder, a devastating response to the first real moment of adversity. And yet there had been no fear in our eyes. No sense of defeat when Napoli went 2-0 up in the 53rd minute. Two goals in three minutes from Allegri’s side had landed like a brutal double blow in the first true heavyweight clash of the season. But the feeling in the stands and on the pitch was the same: one moment could change everything. Lautaro and Thuram exchanged a glance in the centre circle. The team stayed focused, the crowd drove them on and the stadium shook. Three minutes later, Inter were back in it. The captain scored his first goal of the season, and it felt like a statement written in capital letters: ‘I’m here. We’re here. This is who we are.’ The ball was pulled straight from the net and carried back to the halfway line. Every gesture pulled the team and the Nerazzurri faithful together. The game turned into a battle. The spaces opened up, both sides stretched and, in the chaos, Inter came alive. Thuram’s equaliser arrived after a long spell of pressure and several moments where we had to hold our breath. He rose above Badiashile and powered a header perfectly into the corner to Meret’s right. Tikus was on fire, utterly convinced that the game could now be won. He roared it to his team-mates and to the stadium. The air turned electric. The closing stages became frantic, the kind of football you watched on your feet, whether in the stands or at home. Instinct seemed to be on our side, and Anguissa’s missed chance felt like the sign we had been waiting for. Then came the Toro. There, in his kingdom, he forced home one of those loose balls that he could read better than almost anyone. There, in the first minute of stoppage time, he gave the Inter faithful a moment of unrestrained joy. There, on the barrier, he emptied his lungs into the night before Thuram joined him. The first image of Thu-La. A 3-2 comeback win over Napoli on Matchday 3. Wild, beautiful Inter. A match of extraordinary intensity, played to a rhythm that little did we know would return again in the following weeks.
A game of mixed emotions and a score line that perhaps does not do the performance justice in what was a strange, wide-open contest. Inter’s first Champions League night of the season took them back to one of football’s great cathedrals, the Bernabéu, for the first time since its redevelopment. The view was even more breathtaking than before. With the roof closed, the atmosphere felt even more oppressive. Every sound echoed around the stadium, while the heat and humidity only added to the intensity on the pitch. Inter, though, showed courage and quality in equal measure. The Champions League anthem set the scene, and Chivu’s side began with real personality, controlling possession and circulating the ball with confidence and technical precision. Real Madrid, however, struck first. Mourinho’s side were clinical, punishing two Nerazzurri lapses to establish a 2-0 lead inside 23 minutes. It was a daunting position to recover from, but Inter never lost their identity. They kept playing, kept creating, and repeatedly found themselves denied by an outstanding Courtois. As the game opened up, Real threatened on the counter, but Pepo Martinez was superb, making a series of important saves to keep Inter alive. The pressure finally told in the 77th minute, when Carlos Augusto burst into the box and pulled one back. Inter kept pushing, kept believing, and chased an equaliser until the final whistle, but the Real defence held firm. The result brought Inter’s first defeat of the season, but also something valuable. It gave them the conviction that this team could play with courage, personality and quality even against the very best.
Conviction, we said. And that was where the story continued: with the belief forged in Madrid that Inter could stay true to their identity and principles, without losing themselves when the game turned against them. On an unusual Monday night in mid-September, the Nerazzurri found themselves two goals down for the third match in a row. San Siro had a distinctly late-1990s feel as Inter debuted their third kit, inspired by the iconic 1997/98 shirt. Yet within 16 minutes, Udinese had gone 2-0 up. Two early blows, but neither the team nor the crowd lost belief. The intensity rose, Inter’s press tightened and a response began to feel inevitable. Once again, Carlos Augusto lit the spark, unleashing a stunning left-footed strike from more than 25 metres. It was the goal that changed the mood and launched the comeback. Barella, in superb form, made it 2-2 before the break. Nicolò showed brilliant awareness and sharpness, springing back to his feet after going to ground, beating his man and finishing to draw Inter level. After the restart, San Siro sensed the Nerazzurri surge coming and rode it all the way. Thuram turned home the 3-2 from Diouf’s third assist of the season, before Pio finished off a flowing team move for the fourth. Bonny then sealed the win with his first league goal. Five goals, five different scorers, another comeback and a fourth win from four league matches. Conviction, we said. Inter had fallen behind again, but they were never on the ropes. Every setback brought a response. They scored, fought back, entertained and took control, giving us another night to remember.
Relief and regret do not often go hand in hand, but that was close to the feeling we left the Olimpico with. The match had given us almost everything: quality, intensity, drama and emotion. The afternoon had begun on a deeply moving note, with a tribute to Sandro Mazzola, the unforgettable Nerazzurri legend who had passed away overnight between Friday and Saturday. Sandro united generations of Inter supporters and football fans alike: one of the greatest players in the history of Italian football, and a man of immense character and stature. The final score was 2-2, secured through yet another Inter comeback, the third in succession in Serie A, although this time the Nerazzurri had to settle for a share of the points. Roma and Inter had gone into the game as the only two sides on maximum points after four matches. Both were ambitious, organised and committed to attacking football. In front of a packed, fervent Olimpico, however, the hosts started the stronger. Roma’s intensity and pressure caused Chivu’s side real problems in the first half, and two goals from Koné sent the Giallorossi into the break 2-0 up. But that was not enough to break Inter’s spirit. And it was certainly not enough to silence Lautaro Martinez. The captain’s focus inspired confidence, his determination to lead another comeback pulling the team forward. Once again came the glance towards Thuram, a glance of mutual understanding. Just 50 seconds into the second half, Inter were back in the game. Marcus won possession, Lautaro drove the counter and released the Frenchman down the left. Thuram crossed for the captain, who made his trademark run across the near post and swept a first-time finish into the corner. In an instant, the complexion of the match had changed. Pepo Martinez then had to put his face on the line, quite literally, to deny Malen a third for Roma, blocking the Dutchman’s close-range effort. Just like in the game against Napoli, it felt like another sign that the comeback was there for the taking. Not every sign went our way, though. In the 78th minute, Svilar produced a remarkable save to keep out Thuram from a corner, before Lautaro’s follow-up struck the crossbar. For a moment, it felt as though this might simply not be our day. Lautaro thought otherwise and so did Inter. The move stayed alive. Carlos Augusto delivered another cross, Bisseck helped the ball back towards the Toro, and the captain did the rest: control on the thigh, a right-footed swivel and the finish for 2-2. He raced towards the Nerazzurri end in celebration, with the rest of the team soon piling in around him. Relief, then, but also regret. Once Inter had drawn level, they pushed for another complete turnaround. Thuram came close, but this time the comeback stopped just short of completion. And so the final whistle brought the opening month of the Nerazzurri season to a close: a month already packed with emotion, stories and iconic moments. The international break now follows, before the story resumes on 10 October, when San Siro welcomes us back for Inter v Parma.