So, people sometimes bring up that 2009/10 season, you know, with Milito absolutely smashing it for Inter. Champions League, Serie A, Coppa Italia… the guy couldn’t stop scoring when it mattered. And yeah, I remember watching those games. But for me, that whole period is tangled up with something else, something way less glamorous, let me tell ya.
I was trying to get this ridiculously complicated home automation system working. Sounds simple, right? Flip a few switches in an app. Wrong. This was back when that stuff was like black magic, a mess of incompatible gadgets, half-baked software, and forums full of angry people whose lights wouldn’t turn off. My own personal treble of frustration, you could say.
My Grand Plan Back Then
My big idea was to have everything just… work. Lights, thermostat, even the coffee machine, all talking to each other. I’d spend hours, literally hours, every night after my day job, wrestling with lines of code I barely understood, trying to get a cheap sensor from one company to talk to a smart plug from another. It was a nightmare. I’d get one thing working, and two other things would break. Classic.
And then, I’d take a break, flip on the TV, and there’s Milito, cool as a cucumber, slotting home another crucial goal. In the Champions League final, for instance. Two goals, just like that. Looked so easy for him. Meanwhile, I’m celebrating if I can get a lightbulb to turn on via a text message after three days of trying.
It wasn’t like watching him gave me magical coding powers. Don’t be silly. But it was a weird contrast. Here’s this guy, peak performance, under immense pressure, just delivering. And there’s me, swearing at a Raspberry Pi that decided to corrupt its SD card for the third time that week. Good times.
I remember one night, I was so close to getting the heating schedule automated perfectly. I’d been at it until like 2 AM. Finally, I thought I cracked it. Went to bed feeling like a genius. Woke up the next morning to a house that felt like a sauna because I’d messed up an AM/PM setting somewhere. My wife was not impressed, let me tell you. That was my “final” all right.
Did I ever get that system perfect? Nah, not really. I got parts of it working, kind of. It was janky. Always a bit unreliable. Eventually, newer, better stuff came out that did it all easily, right out of the box. Made all my painful efforts feel a bit pointless, to be honest. Just like all those custom ringtones I spent hours crafting back in the day.
So yeah, Milito 2009/10. Great season for him. For me? It’s a reminder of late nights, endless frustration, and the smell of burnt electronics. But hey, at least Inter won the treble, right? Someone had to have a good year.