The locker room doors opened and I stepped out into a dimly lit room, twisted like a labyrinth.

Today everything was infuriating: a bad performance, bad weather, an angry coach, a sponsor suit that turned out to be so small that my chest was about to fall out of it.

Having just passed the shelves, I notice a man, it seems to be one of the fans who came to the stadium.

• Hello, why are you sitting here in the dark?