In all the chaos that accompanies Italian soccer at the moment, what is happening in Rome and at Roma deserves a separate chapter. Of the flags and managerial philosophies of the new priorities we have already written. But since that piece other things have happened. The Friedkins, that is, the owners of the team, bought another one in England, Everton, and for the first time in their short and troubled history in the capital issued a statement. Honeyed words for De Rossi, the coach dumped after a few days, honeyed words with the fans who for the above reason harshly challenged the club. Which fans then allegedly threatened on social media the Ad responsible for the ouster, the Greek Lina Souloukou, who in turn, to protect herself and her children, resigned.
The Friedkins, a good title for a telenovela or tragicomic series in which good guys and bad guys are no longer clear who they are. Great commentators have already ruled that fans have their rights but cannot participate in the governance of companies as expensive and complex as those that drive soccer. In all the world, though, the so-called public square matters. It is neither extortion nor mafia pressure, notwithstanding the bangs of ultras dangerously contiguous with organized crime .
The fan as the ideal platonic model is the audience of the live actor but also the auditel of the TV worker. Without that warmth the show is dead. Rather it seems to me that the terrible brothers have belatedly realized that that world, like so many other worlds, is not governed by algorithms.
The Fan Algorithm article comes from TheNewyorker.
