In Busan, a meet was waiting for us which we were not aware off. I was jumping like a kid hearing about my meeting with Mikhail. He only invited my team without even allowing us to know the whereabouts.
The day I saw him was amazed with his physic. A stout figure with every muscle countable with a sharp facial expression and brownish skin tone. He was wearing a sky-blue T-shirt with a pink halfpant and a sniker smelling the flavour of addidas from distance. His shakehand made me feel better and recharged with confidence. The first word he uttered - Hello
I smiled in reply. What to talk with such figure. He made me comfortable and said while keeping a cigarette in his lip - the attitude, even with a lower skilled athelete with right attitude and mindset can turn up as an winner after a few years. I...