The day when Totti said “goodbye” to the greatest love of his life!

Unfortunately, this time has come when I wished to never come.

These days so many things have been said to me, beautiful, very beautiful. You were with me in the easy and the difficult, so I want to thank you all.

All these days I cried alone, all the time, like crazy, because 25 years cannot be forgotten.

With you who have always supported me…

Thank you all, even though it’s not easy.

I wrote a letter for you.

I don’t know if I will be able to read it.

I will try. I have to breathe. Sorry, it’s not easy.

I’ll do it, but I’ll be late.

If you are hungry, it’s time for dinner. I will stay here for another 25 years.

Thanks, Roma.

Thanks to my mother and my father, my brother, my relatives and my friends.

Thanks to my wife and my three children.

I want to start from the end, by goodbye, because I don’t know if I will be able to read these lines.

It is impossible to summarize 28 years in a few sentences.

I would like to do it with a song or poem, but I can’t write anyone.

All these years I have tried to express myself through my feet, which have done everything easier for me than I was.

Speaking of childhood, can you guess what was my favorite game? A football ball, of course. And it’s still.

The time comes when you grow up -so I was told, and that is what time decided.

Cursed time.

On June 17, 2001, we all wanted time to spend a little faster.

We were looking forward to hearing the referee whistling for the last time.

Even now I shudder when I think about it.

Today, time has come to hit my shoulder and tell me:

We have to grow up.

From tomorrow you will be an adult. Take out this shorts and shoes, because you are a man today.

You can no longer enjoy the smell of grass, the sun on your face as you fall towards the opponent’s end, the adrenaline to occupy you, the pleasure of the festivities.

During the last few months, I wondered why this dream is still rising.

Imagine you are a child, you see a good dream and your mother wakes you up to go to school.

You want to keep dreaming.

You try to slip back back into the dream, but you will never.

This time it is not a dream, but a reality.

And I will never be able to go back again.

I want to dedicate this letter to all of you, all the kids you supported me.

Those who were kids yesterday, who grew up and became parents of today, who may be shouting Tottigol

I like to think about you, my career became a fairy tale.

Now is the real end.

I’ll take this jersey for the last time.

I will keep it, even if I am not ready to say “arrives”. Maybe I will never be.

Excuse me for not giving interviews and not clarifying my thoughts, but it was not easy for me to “extinguish the light”.

I’m scared.

It is not the same fear that you feel when you stand in front of the finish, ready to shoot.

This time I can’t think of what the future will look like through the net holes.

Let me be afraid.

This time, it’s me who need you and the love you always show me.

With your support, I managed to turn a page and throw in a new adventure.

It’s time to thank all my teammates, coaches, managers, presidents and all we worked with.

For fans and Curva Sud who make up the light for all Romans.

Born in Rome and being a fan of Roma are privileges.

Being the leader of this group is honor.

You are and you will always be my life.

I will no longer have fun with my feet, but my heart will always be there for you.

Now, I will get down the stairs and get into the locker room that welcomed me as a child and now I leave as a man.

I am proud and happy to have lived for 28 years of love.