Few are the times in which one can experience such conflicting emotions in the space of a single lap, with cruelly opposing states of mind under the chequered flag: this is what today is causing both joy and bitterness for the whole team.
A race in which we literally dominated with times that were out of reach for everyone else. I am happy for Jack, he deserves this victory both as a rider and as a person: he is one of us.
The same race that saw Pecco score a heavy zero in the standings; his was a crash that stings, a mistake that just wasn't needed but that reveals the fighting spirit of a champion who wants to snatch precious points from his direct opponent, even though at great risk.
Every other consideration now becomes superfluous... that's racing; what really counts is keeping the rudder straight, to immediately start thinking about the next GP, without frustrations and hesitations: to pitch it all in and to believe in it right to the end, always and forever! Come on, Ducati!