The corner. The mask. The madness. Coach Romuald Buffi and his fighter Stefan Voda — caught between rounds during the strangest era boxing ever lived through. The COVID years, when even the corner men wore masks, when arenas fell silent, when the sport kept going because it had no other choice. Mad Mask. A play on Mad Max. Because that's what it felt like — a post-apocalyptic world where men still climbed through the ropes and fought, masked coaches whispering instructions into a void. I never forgot how wrong it felt. And how right it was that they kept fighting anyway.