Such a shame he had to go out with a runners up medal, but this season's finale summed up the career of a living legend. Beautiful victories, bitter defeats, on a personal and collective level. This is football, but Del Piero stood out above all that.
The man was graceful from the beginning to end, humble in victory and congratulatory in defeat. Forget his wonderful talent for a few moments. On a personal level the man is an absolute gentleman, quite literally the nicest man in calcio and surely up there with those in the game itself. Everywhere he went, every stadium or event, big or small, he was the first to greet the fans and the last one to leave. He was applauded in many of these stadiums for not only his skills on the pitch but for how we went out of his way to connect with people who could only dream of being in his position. The sickly child turned footballing prodigy, who went on to become one of the finest of his generation.

I remember his first Juve goal, a ball over the top against Reggiana, his typically cool stroked finish with his left foot. Alex was known for his wonderful curlers from the 'Zona Del Piero', but he was just as good at stroking it past the keep with either foot, almost as if it was close enough for the keeper to save, but not quite. He scored a hat trick in his first full start. We could see he was predestined.

After that he was a fantastic 'second striker', often in the wide left area with Vialli and Ravanelli. A complimentary three if ever there was. A Champions League win in 1996 against Ajax. Then heartbreak in the consecutive finals in 1997 and 1998. In the 1997-98 season he was simply amazing, at his peak, maybe the best in the world at that time. He scored 21 goals in 32 games in the toughest league in the world, and continued with 10 in 10 in the Champions League. Only Ronaldo at Barcelona came close. As it was it was a World Cup year. Zidane did it in the final and won the Ballon D'Or. He was a great player at the time, but not even the best at Juventus then. Del Piero didn't even make the top three.

The following season was extremely tough on him, in October he suffered a serious knee injury against Udinese and was out for the rest of the season. The player we had seen in 1997-98 was ultimately gone forever, little did we know, but Alex never gave in and came back. He came back strong, playing almost the entire season in 1999-00, he wasn't quite the same in terms of his impish movements, but the skills were there, the twists, the turns, the curling and clipped shots. He continued on a steady path for these next couple of years. Juventus competed until the end but were not quite there, Alex was not quite there.
Euro 2000. Sheesh, I don't even want to talk about this. Italy should have that trophy. Those misses. They weren't easy chances but Del Piero at his best would not have missed both, no way. He was the scapegoat, all in Italy slaughtered him. We stood by him. They expected the best from a champion, but he was not quite there.
In 2001-02 it all changed. His partnership with new goal machine and David Trezeguet provided 40 goals, with Alex scoring 16 of them. He was back towards his best form. It's a season I will never forget, a day I won't, our second most beautiful scudetto after this season. Going into the final round Inter only needed to win at Lazio to win their first scudetto since 1989. They choked hard. Juventus kept playing. Alex was in full flow, he looked the part again. He opened the scoring as Juventus won 2-0 at Udinese to clinch the scudetto once again.
That season for me was a breakthrough for both Del Piero and the team. We went onto better things. Another scudetto, number 27, and a Champions League final. Again we just fell short in the final, losing on penalties. Without the drive of Nedved the team were not quite the same. It was to be the last chance Alex would have to lift the trophy again in a Juventus shirt.

Over the next few years Juventus went about building a domestic dynasty, with 4 scudetti in 5 seasons. Those latter two were difficult times for Alex. Under Capello he was not seen as first choice. He preferred the power and speed of Ibrahimovic. Alex responded with a goal ever two games when given the chance. Ibrahimovic scored less in 2005-06 as first choice. Capello never relented, he had a super sub who deserved more. But, as is typical of Alex, he sat quietly and did his part for the team. He didn't like it, of course. We found out some years later that he had even contemplated leaving if Capello remained, but he never went through with it, Del Piero would outlast Ibrahimovic and Capello in any scenario. But he probably didn't expect it to be in the way it turned out. Something was rumbling in the background.


But before that, Italy had a World Cup to play. By now Alex was not a starting player for La Nazionale, but he is in the squad on merit - he's one of the best Italian forwards around, the best on paper. Lippi knew all about him. He came off the bench in the group games, then started in the knockout game with Australia. But Del Piero's shining moment in the tournament came in extra time of the semi final with Germany. Italy had taken the lead through Grosso, and the Germans were piling forward for the equaliser. The majestic Cannavaro dismantled the German offense on his own. The ball made its way to Gilardino, who held the ball up well and played a nice pass outside to Del Piero. Alex was never going to do anything but score. He shifted his body to the left and just curled a stroked short into Lehmann's top left corner. You almost felt sorry for the German, no one could stop it. When Del Piero is in that position you hope and pray that he slips or has a complete mental block, because it's a goal otherwise. He didn't. Euro 2000 partially erased. I remember it so well, celebrating with family, I threw my 21 year old sister up in the air so high she bumped her hear on a light fitting. This was how Il Pinturrichio was supposed to end his final international tournament. Of course it got so much better, Italy eventually beat the French in the final on penalties. Alex was brought on later in the game and as expected took one. He didn't miss.

Calciopoli arrived before and during the World Cup, or Farsopoli, as it later turned out to be. Juventus were sent to play in Serie B. Imagine it, one of the strongest sides in the world, full of players who had just returned with winners and runners up medals from the World Cup. Some of the rats scattered the sinking ship, some wanted to leave. Del Piero didn't have any thoughts other than staying. Eventually he was joined by a band of champions who came around to the idea of one season in B; Buffon, Nedved, Trezeguet and Camoranesi. It was only going to be one season, this is Juventus. They started on -9 points, and finished 6 points clear at the top. Alex was far too good for this division, scoring 20 goals at a canter. At the time Calciopoli seemed almost valid, he remarked how we had done our time, enough was enough. Now back to where we belong.

We returned to Serie A with a real sense of bitterness and injustice in our hearts, and Alex seemed to feel it even more. He was incredible in this season, scoring 21 league goals and finishing up with his first
Capocannoniere title. To me he looked so close to that sensational best from a decade earlier. His speed returned, he twisted and turned, curled shots in from every angle, on both feet. His partnership with now long term partner and friend Trezeguet provided 41 goals, beating the total of 2001-02.
Juventus would finish in a respectable third place, and then better that with a 2nd place finish in 2008-09. But this allowed the club to return to the Champions League. I will never forget his brace against Real Madrid in the Bernabeu. His turn and left foot shot, his freekick over the wall, the standing ovation he received from the Madrid crowd. Special treatment for a special player. I won't forget his other brilliant goals at home to Madrid or Maccabi, the games against Chelsea. One wonders what might have been in the Capello years, had Alex set foot on the pitch more often in those big Champions League knock out games.
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Crazy market moves from the club brought about the two worst seasons in living Juventus history. The club finishing 7th in consecutive seasons. But the craziest thing about this was how despite the money spent Del Piero still looked a class apart. He dragged the team along. Whether starting or coming off the bench it was always a vital goal. He couldn't save us, time catches up with every man, but I have rarely seen such a decisive player for someone of that age. Injuries niggled him, coaches chopped and changed, but Alex stayed as the glue in the dressing room.

This season has been bittersweet in so many ways. The wonderful scudetto triumph masterminded by our previous Capitano, Antonio Conte. Conte knew when he passed the armband on to Del Piero it was in safe hands, but the omission of our great champion this season has been hard. We know he can't do it for 30 plus games anymore, but when he comes on, even in this title winning team, you see the difference in class. The touch, control, flick pass, one-two, come inside and curler. You wish you could clone Del Piero, he is football. Everything he did with the ball was perfect.
The Coppa Italia defeat in his last game is hard to take, but Alex has never been one to shirk losses. He had it hard from an early age, but shone through. I could sit here all day and write about Del Piero but never feel like I've done him justice. It's hard for me to finish writing this, I don't get emotional about stuff like this but he is the exception. He's most of the Juventus I have ever known and find it hard to accept I won't see him again.
Thank you Alex, for everything.