Narration of a 13-year-old boy from the bloody era of the soccer rebellion that the rockets whistled its end Saturday, February 28, 1404, was supposed to be a completely normal day for "Ali", just like the other days, he would go to the stadium at 4:30 p.m., warm up and start football, but suddenly some explosions disrupted all these normal pictures and moments. When he came to himself, he saw his coach lying next to him, whatever he called it, he didn't hear an answer, he saw his friends, each of them thrown to one side, as if a thick fog with the taste of blood covered the whole stadium, the narrative continues.

Narration of a 13-year-old boy from the bloody era of the soccer rebellion that the rockets whistled its end Saturday, February 28, 1404, was supposed to be a completely normal day for "Ali", just like the other days, he would go to the stadium at 4:30 p.m., warm up and start football, but suddenly some explosions disrupted all these normal pictures and moments. When he came to himself, he saw his coach lying next to him, whatever he called it, he didn't hear an answer, he saw his friends, each of them thrown to one side, as if a thick fog with the taste of blood covered the whole stadium, the narrative continues.