Kevin De Bruyne Lights Up Naples with a Dream Debut
By Luca Ferrara – August 2025
The San Paolo roared like a thunderclap. Kevin De Bruyne, the Belgian maestro, had just announced his arrival in Serie A with two goals of surgical brilliance, leading Napoli to a stunning 3-1 victory over Roma in the season opener. It wasn’t just a debut — it was a declaration.
Signed from Manchester City for €28 million in what some called a “farewell tour” move for the 34-year-old, De Bruyne had different ideas. He didn’t come to Naples to fade quietly into retirement. He came to inspire.
And inspire he did — within 25 minutes.
His first goal was a masterclass in anticipation and execution. Piotr Zieliński intercepted a loose pass in midfield and found De Bruyne drifting into the right channel, just outside the box. With one touch to control, he opened his body and curled a left-footed shot around Chris Smalling and into the far corner. It was classic KDB: subtle, cerebral, devastating.
San Paolo erupted. Fans who had once chanted for Maradona now rose in unison for the Belgian, arms wide, voice hoarse. The Napoli faithful knew greatness when they saw it. This wasn’t a fading star. This was still one of the best midfielders in the world.
His second goal, just before halftime, was pure instinct and chemistry. Khvicha Kvaratskhelia broke down the left with one of his signature jinking runs, drawing two defenders. At the top of the box, De Bruyne ghosted in unmarked. The cross came in low, sharp — a whisper of an opportunity. KDB met it first-time with the outside of his right boot, redirecting it past the near post with such finesse it seemed to defy geometry.
Two touches. Two goals. Both with different feet. Both masterpieces.
In between, his passing radar was on full display. From no-look diagonals to threading passes between Roma’s lines, De Bruyne played like a man younger than his age, unburdened by years of English winters and title races. Napoli looked transformed — energized, tactical, fluid.
Rudi Garcia, Napoli’s head coach, couldn’t contain his smile in the post-match press conference. “People said he was coming to retire,” Garcia said. “What they didn’t realize is that intelligence doesn’t age. And neither does ambition.”
Roma managed a consolation through Paulo Dybala, but by then the narrative was sealed. This was De Bruyne’s night.
What stood out most was how seamlessly he had adapted — to the league, the tempo, the expectations. Serie A has long been a test of tactical discipline, but De Bruyne played like he had been raised on catenaccio and counter-attacks.
Outside the stadium, flares lit up the Neapolitan sky. Children chanted his name in broken Belgian accents. The bars of Spaccanapoli poured Birra Moretti as replays of both goals looped endlessly on old televisions.
Kevin De Bruyne had only played 90 minutes in a Napoli shirt. But it was enough.
Naples doesn’t fall in love easily — but when it does, it loves forever.
And tonight, Napoli has a new prince.
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