It is not exactly as I had imagined and wanted to finish the path that I started more than 5 years ago with the various national youth teams. These were my brothers, those with whom I have lived unforgettable joys and with some of whom I have been training since I was 12 years old. Brothers with whom I shared months and months of retreats, hours and hours of training, sweat and tears, giving everything in the middle of that field to show everyone how strong we were together. We deserved more, we always fought against everything and everyone, sometimes some seemed to hinder us without (maybe) not even want it. A group of brothers who brought home 3 medals (and if you know a youth team that did better, named it I will wait) definitely deserved a better end, but the obstacles have always been part of our path.
It’s a strange day for me today, no longer living certain emotions will be hard, with today closes a path that led me to play 7 European and 1 World. From the first moment I wore the 11th I did not take it off anymore and the writing on my chest motivated me year after year to give more and more. I hope to try that goosebumps again, as I tried for the first time, more than 5 years ago, in playing a game with the national team. We are illegal.