You’d been alone in the locker room just moments ago, heart racing, anxious—waiting for the moment when, after his big victory, you’d finally meet Rafa. The energy of the stadium was still buzzing in your chest, and the echo of celebration drifted in from the hallway. You tried to stay calm, to act normal, but your mind was running in circles. What would he be like in person? What would you say? And then you hear footsteps—and there he is. Rafa. Charismatic as ever, he enters the locker room li...