First Love is a form of restitution, sealed in a metaphorical envelope and sent to a first love. It is the story of a young man from the nineties who shunned football for cross-country skiing. He also loved dance, but not knowing any moves, he spent his free time replicating the motions of skiing in his living room and bedroom in the midst of the perennial green of a province in Northern Italy. 
That nostalgic and recursive young man, who has now grown, having abandoned skiing for dance, moving from the snow to the stage, no longer a contestant although he continues to compete, bringing the competitive streak that has never left him to the world of choreography, has met his childhood idol, the Olympic champion Stefania Belmondo, returning to the mountains. The time has come to tell the world that his first love was true, filling his heart like no other. 
In a re-reading of the most famous race of the Piedmont-born champion, the 15-km freestyle during the 2002 Olympics in Salt Lake City, First Love becomes a cry of vendetta and of desperate jubilation, a dissection of nostalgia. 
As Milan embraces the Olympic spirit, First Love, the most “spoken” dance performance ever, is an expression of all the passion, adrenaline and energy of an event that brings the people of the world together and that, like theatre, demands attention. 
 

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