The followings days dawned bright but cold, and Zupan spent his time doing what he usually did. Got up, stretches and physio, showers and shaving. He went to training, went on ‘rolls’, lifted weights and answered emails. He took some of his teammates and Zoltan to do a demonstration at the rehab centre along the coast. He spent most of the afternoon encouraging a nineteen year old kid called Matt who’d come off his dirt bike in a bad way. He seemed like a good candidate for the sport when he got