782 Be Crazy Together!

There was a little bit of noise in the dressing room. Everyone was talking about the first half and giving their own opinions or advising their team-mates on how to do better. Only Fernández sat in his seat with his head bowed, playing with the towel in his hand. It was as if he was back to being the unsociable character he had been when he first joined the team. He was still regretting that he had missed the shot in the first half.