They say that hope springs eternal, and never was the
opposite more true than at Milan in recent years. It’s like a black hole for
hope, a vortex of pain in which our dreams go in, never to be seen again. But
there are still tiny glimmers of hope that have yet to be dashed, and they are the
young players who have come through our youth sector. Until they are sold or
fail to get playing time, they are about the only hope we have, our fountain of
youth.
So much promise, they can't even fit into one picture |