"Mercato Meltdown (Juve '25 Flow)"
Yeah…
Old Lady in the lab, cookin’ up a plan,
But the fans lookin’ puzzled like, “What’s goin’ on, man?”
Igor Tudor at the helm, but the ship feelin’ shaky,
Let me break it down—this summer’s lookin’ crazy.
They'll sell Yildiz, the golden kid, future so bright,
Now he ballin’ in Madrid, under Santiago lights.
Bremer gone too, defense took a hit,
Seventy mil clause? They cashed in real quick.
Vlahovic on the block, Cambiaso might dip,
Juventus tryna balance books, not build a championship.
Wage bill slashin’, no more big spendin’,
But the fans want trophies, not just budget mendin’.
From stars to Sassuolo, what a downgrade,
Berardi in the kit, but the magic might fade.
Udinese backups, no flair, just grind,
Juve playin’ Moneyball, but losin’ their shine.
Used to dream of Pogba, now it’s Teun from Atalanta,
But even Koopmeiners can’t fix this drama.
Douglas Luiz in, but the vibe still off,
No Chiellini grit, no Pirlo sauce.
They say it's a rebuild, but it feel like retreat,
From Champions League nights to mid-table heat.
Fans in the Curva, still chantin’ with pride,
But deep down they know, it’s a bumpy ride.
Wage bill low, but morale even lower,
No Del Piero magic, no Trezeguet scorer.
They say patience is key, but the clock tickin’ fast,
And the glory days feel like a thing of the past.
From stars to Sassuolo, what a downgrade,
Berardi in the kit, but the magic might fade.
Udinese backups, no flair, just grind,
Juve playin’ Moneyball, but losin’ their shine.
So here’s to the summer, full of shock and suspense,
Juve fans prayin’ for a little common sense.
From Turin to the world, the legacy’s vast,
But this mercato? Man, it’s stuck in the past.