Man, I fucking miss that dude. His jersey was the first I ever had and I know for a fact it will be the last.
Legends come and go, but DP10 was something special. The skill of Bruce Lee, the class of the Dos Equuis man, and the looks of Cleopatra, this guy was the ultimate human being in the entire world.
From being a child prodigy who overcame the odds of suffering the worst injury in all of sports, Alex could've gone on to win more trophies than a MENSA genius could count. But that would mean he would have to leave Juventus, his old lady. And he never did. As a reward, he still won every relevant trophy out there, from the CL to the World Cup, albeit not as many times as he could have. But I like to think the most important thing he won is the affection of millions of fans. Fans who convinced their parents to buy them his jersey as a birthday present. Fans who look up to him with the respect only a god deserves. Fans who will always wear a DP10 jersey regardless of their age, or how long ago he retired. Because he will always be the one player, the one man, who truly lived up to the black and white stripes.