As a psychologist and former high school humanities tutor raised in Brooklyn’s mixed neighborhoods, I’ve seen how stadium design ignores the quiet rituals of athletes. When the final whistle blows, players walk a kilometer to reach their locker—no one counts those minutes. This isn’t just about distance—it’s about silence, dignity, and the unseen emotional toll of elite sport. I write this not to complain, but to ask: What are we truly valuing when we call it ‘the game’?