Those who know and love Max Biaggi as a rider cannot but have loved Pietro Biaggi, the 'sor Pietro', as he has always been called by his Roman friends.
The affection that bound Max to his father is no mystery to anyone, and many times Max has left his residence in Montecarlo to run to Rome, when his father began not to feel well.
What Massimiliano wrote today, Massimo per gli amici, does him credit, more than any cup, any medal, any title.
We know that today these are useless words, Max, but when you have calmed down, and it will take time, you will understand that it is not true that you did not arrive in time to keep the hand of Pietro. For him you have never been far away, and even when you were, you were still the closest person to him.
You are never ready for this!
But now more than ever, I am not really ready.
You didn't wait for me, my Dad.
I tried in vain to get there in time but I failed.
My biggest regret was that I couldn't hug you for the last time, who knows if I'll ever forgive myself for that........ but knowing myself well I'd exclude it.
You have always been there for me and I should have been there by your side.
I have a sinkhole in my heart.
How I wish today were not today.
You are and will always remain my Hero.