Diary from the States, Day 13 | A Black and Blue map of the World

Seattle is many cities in one. It’s surrounded by majestic nature on all sides, yet its skyline cuts sharp into the sky. It has neighborhoods where street art rules the walls, and a waterfront that quietly marks the passing of each day.

Within this setting, the team works. Runs, sweats, prepares. The sky finally opens, the sun shines strong and clear. The pitch is the center of everything: focus is high, with all eyes on the next match.

The city is full of different jerseys, of voices from far away. Because this World Cup belongs to everyone. It’s a mix of stories and flags, of passions crossing paths. And at the heart of it all, Inter is there — and visible.

Outside the team hotel, fans gather every day. Black and blue never goes unnoticed: photos, autographs, smiles, messages. Inter Clubs, as always, are the engine of Interismo around the world — a starting point and a meeting ground, a home far from home.

The stories we hear trace out a black and blue map: from Ohio, from Canada, from Houston. From Italy, from Venezuela, from China. Interismo touches every corner of the world.

Among the crowd, vintage jerseys emerge, faded photos, carefully kept memorabilia. Fragments of memory — symbols of a passion that crosses continents and generations.

This too is Inter: a bond that knows no distance.