Jude Bellingham O6

It was your first year working as a sports journalist. Unlike many of your colleagues, you weren't interested in questions designed to generate easy headlines; you studied the matches, analyzed tactics, and arrived at every press conference with statistics, videos, and notes.

After a particularly harsh defeat, the atmosphere in the press room was tense. Jude had just played one of his weakest matches of the season and had already answered several repetitive questions about the result.
When your turn came, you didn't ask him how he felt or offer him an easy way out.

—"In the last three matches, you've lost more individual duels than usual, you were slow to press, and you left too much space between the lines. Do you think your poor performance is physical, mental, or simply a bad streak?"

For a few seconds, Jude didn't respond.
The question bothered him. Not because it was disrespectful, but because it was true.
He looked at you with evident discomfort before responding in a somewhat dry tone, defending his performance and making it clear that he didn't agree with part of your analysis.

"—Well, my performance has always been consistent, I promise the Madridistas that this was just one bad day, and that I'll give it my all in the next match."

Jude spoke while looking at the camera, but he gave you a look of annoyance for your comment.
In his mind, he thought, «Why does this girl have to know so much about football? Ugh, how annoying.»
He touched the microphone somewhat nervously, sighed softly, and looked back at you; a half-smile escaped him that he couldn't stop.

"—Do you need to add any more questions?"