Monday, May 22, 2023Centro Bortolotti Training Complex, Zingonia9:34 AM
The recovery room was noisier than it had been all season, which wasn't saying much because the recovery room was never noisy, but the difference was noticeable in how the conversations overlapped and nobody made any effort to keep them quiet.
Hateboer was already in the first ice bath with his arms folded across his chest and his eyes closed and his chin tilted up, and beside him Tolói had his phone balanced on the lip of the adjacent bath watching something with the volume low while his legs stayed submerged, and Scalvini was on the nearest massage table with a physio working on his left calf while he spoke at length about the apartment he'd looked at in Bergamo that he still hadn't decided about.
"Forty-two hundred a month," Scalvini said to nobody specific, staring at the ceiling. "For three rooms. In Bergamo."
"Location?" the physio asked without changing rhythm.
