Turrini to CM, Senna’s moving memory: ‘A free man, not a saint, not even a fragile. To win you would have to … ‘| PrimaPage



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Dear Leo Turrini, what does this date represent for you, 1-5-1994?
“Hey, you know, there are wounds that never heal. Obviously you mean the Imola tragedy, the death of Ayrton Senna …”

More than a quarter of a century has passed, but …
“However, who was there can tell you where you were when you heard the news, what you were doing.” This was the case of our generation most affected by this cursed virus with respect to the Kennedy assassination in 1963. Or again due to the kidnapping of Aldo Moro or the massacres that destroyed Falcone and Borsellino with the men and women of the escort. And then for September 11th. ”

But here, with May 1, 1994, we are talking about a single man, a pilot.
“You are right, but we are going to the field of pure emotion, generated by the incredible charisma of the character. Ayrton was unique and people, even those who were not attracted to Formula One, perceived this uniqueness. “

You were his friend
“Yes, I met him through a Bolognese photographer, Angelo Orsi, who had a special relationship with him since the time of karting. Note that back then the sports business was not yet armored, dominated by agents and prosecutors, by the obsession with image rights and all those who were brought there. Back then the champions and even the Campionissimi were not isolated, prisoners of a bubble. Try to stop Cristiano Ronaldo or Lukaku or Ibra today to chat with confidence! He runs the risk of being arrested, if he is not shot … “

Instead, Senna …
Senna was a free man. He was not a saint as he was described after death, he was not perfect. To win a race, he would have paved his mother. He was a human being, even in weakness, in weakness. The last myth. Today many champions are in place of Mythomania, because they have around the classic court of miracles. I realize that I make the figure of the trombone nostalgic, but everything is true. “

It is said that he did not like soccer.
“Ayrton was an atypical Brazilian. He was not crazy about the ball, but he shared the passion of his people for Selecao. Two episodes demonstrate this. “

What we hear.
“In the spring of 1994, when the tragedy was near, he was called to Paris to kick off the pre-World Cup friendly between France and Brazil.” He had a lot of fun, he also went to the locker room to say goodbye to Dunga, Aldair and the other players who would later have won the fourth world title in July by beating Italy in the final against Baggio and Sacchi. He too, Senna, was chasing the last quarter. He said to the verdeoro: guys, please, let’s play poker together. ”

And the second episode?
“It joins what I just said. Pasadena Final, July 1994. Brazil just won and we Italians were very depressed. But at a certain moment, the very young Ronaldo, the one from Inter and who was still a minor and was on the bench, took out a large banner with which Selecao went around the field. On the banner was written in Portuguese: Ayrton, let’s accelerate together, the fourth world title is ours. I wasn’t in Pasadena, I was in the editorial office, I had to write the editorial for the first page of the Rest of the Carlino. I saw the scene on television and got the big problem. “

Could you finish that article?
“Yes, although with difficulty. I remembered the last time we met. “

In Imola
“At Imola, April 30, 1994. Roland Ratzenberger, the unknown Formula One soldier, an unknown Austrian, had just died on the track. I crossed Senna behind the wells. He was annoying. I indicated that I wanted to speak to him, but he did not want to. It was very bad. And I always regretted not insisting, although of course nothing would have changed. “

Why has there never been someone like him again?
“I speak for my generation, for those who were there. Whoever is lucky to be young has the right to recognize himself in other heroes, in other idols, from Hamilton to Leclerc without forgetting the greatness of Schumi, we would miss him. But look, I had the same age as Ayrton, we belonged to the same generation, to the same atmospheres, to the same culture. So, of course, he was a champion in his profession, but he didn’t envy talent, he didn’t envy glory, he didn’t envy him the money, he didn’t envy the beautiful women around him. That was all foam. “

And what was beer?
“In Senna I envied God. His religious sentiment, his Christian certainty. If he was right, it all made sense. And I hope it made sense.”

by Daniela Bertoni



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