“You must be the only teenager in the world who gets told off by his mom for cleaning too much.” Amat hands him a grown man’s shirt. “One of the sponsors left this.” It smells of alcohol. Peter slowly shakes his head. “Look… Amat… I…” Words fail him. All that comes out is: “I think you should go out into the parking lot. You’ve never gone out of this rink after a match like this. I think you should, it’s quite an experience, one not many people get to have. You can walk through that door as… a winner.”
