Divine providence exists, or at least a superior order that gives us back what was taken. Always. It suffices to believe it. Often it happens when we are at the end of our poor stories, when it seems that there is nothing more to do, when everything seems to be against us, even when we have clean conscience. It is useless to ask ourselves why: it happens and that’s it. What is important is that, like Bernardo, this novel’s protagonist, we can sustain the gaze of the person in front of us, especially if the person tries everything possible to stop us when we take the risk of changing a pre-established order of things, incomprehensible for most, but not for the person who has a precise plan to follow. Even if it is a perverse and unjust plan. Bernardo finds himself combating the “strong powers” of the world of soccer, following the ideals he had once, when as a boy he ran after the ball on huge soccer fields. There are those who facing a situation like the one uncovered by Bernardo, choose to adapt themselves to try to obtain advantages or those who, instead, spontaneously rebel because their dna has the values handed down for generations: the simple values of an honest life which we have to answer for.