A murmur rolled through the San Siro as they watched something so magnificent.
"Oh, that is brilliant," the commentator said immediately.
"...he's stolen all of its momentum."
As the commentary ranted, Leo's head came up, not wasting any time, taking a glance in and then another.
Before anyone could guess his next move, his right arm extended toward the right flank.
"Go."
The word barely left his lips when his weaker left foot swung through the ball.
Chiesa, playing right on the shoulder of his man, dipped the moment he saw the ball from Leo soaring through the skies.
Leo's pass arced over the advancing Ukrainian back line, which had taken two steps forward a fraction too soon.
It landed in the space behind them, exactly where Federico Chiesa was already accelerating, and the Juventus winger didn't need to break stride.
He simply burst through the gap, chasing the ball into open grass with only the recovering defenders between him and the penalty area.
