You’re a footballer who has been racially abused by an opponent in the course of doing your job. You’re angry, upset, confused. Because even in these raw early moments, one false move, one wrong choice, and your prospects of justice are sunk. But of course the referee didn’t hear anything, and the opponent has an angelic “Who, me?” expression on his face. Once this gets out, you’ll need as thick a skin as you can muster.

Source: The Guardian March 23, 2021 09:56 UTC