I watched the final whistle blow on a quiet Tuesday in Ligue 1, where Jonathan David scored his 37th goal—not with fanfare, but with the stillness of a soul who counts more than numbers. Behind him, Djibril’s 46 whispered through the data like a ghost in the system. This isn’t about stats. It’s about rhythm: how underdogs write their stories in silence, while everyone else shouts at the box score. I write for those who feel, not just read.