This morning the strangest thing happened to me while I was washing my car. For a moment I totally forgot about the match today and what actually is going to happen. I was filling a bucket with water, and then it hit me. Today will be the last day that Del Piero will play at home for Juventus, in front of our fans. While I was waiting for the bucket to be filled, I started crying, like I've never cried before. That sort of cry where you don't make any noise and you feel like your heart is going to explode with emotions. I couldn't resist. I couldn't stop. The more I thought about it, the harder and painful it got. I can't imagine what I'll do later today after the match, and when he'll lift the cup. I can't imagine what sort of emotion he'll have when he's saluting the fans. Or that classy face expression he always had which I fell in love with since I first saw him. Today is the day when this club turns a new chapter, but what makes me feel angry inside the most is that it could have ended better for him. Better in sense of respect and loyalty, which this man strives in. You'll always be our captain, Ale. My captain. My idol.