Title: "Edoardo and the Ogre's Morning" It's crack of dawn, the mist hovers over the grounds of Rome, a serene backdrop for the most eccentric of mornings. There, amidst the tranquility, stands Edoardo Bove, Serie A Roma's very own midfielder, but today, he's not gearing up for a match. Today, he channels an entirely different identity - that of the world's most beloved ogre, Shrek. Our scene commences with Edoardo approaching a makeshift outdoor shower, a bizarre structure rigged with a solitary bucket atop a lofty branch. In the hush of dawn, his vigorous decision to tread the path of the ogre instills a peculiar sense of wilderness into the footballer's life. As the camera pans closer, it reveals Edoardo's body; the physique of a seasoned athlete, muscles sculpted through relentless training, his skin flush with the cool morning air. With comedic grace, he flings his clothes onto another branch, showcasing a buttock that had surely seen countless squats and lunges. The camera, cheeky yet respectful, pans out just in time, leaving the rest to imagination. His face, usually stern with concentration on the pitch, now beams with a child-like exhilaration. Edoardo gives the rope a firm tug. The bucket tips, unleashing a cascade of chilly water. His reaction is priceless - eyes squinted, a wide grin adorning his face, as he enthusiastically lathers his armpits, mimicking the iconic ogre's bath. "Ah, nothing like a refreshing start to the day," he chuckles, with the last droplets marking the end of his unique showering endeavor. Not missing a beat, Edoardo, still in his elemental glory, saunters over to a rustic mirror stationed bizarrely in the wilderness. He grabs a toothbrush, and with a dollop of paste, he embarks on a spirited brush. His reflection mirrors a man transformed, a mischievous twinkle highlighting his joy. As he rinses, a wide, gleaming smile takes over. "Perfect! Ogre-perfect!" he beams, admiring his pearly whites. The whimsy escalates as Edoardo, still bearing the mark of nature's attire, grabs a worn burlap sack and ventures into a serene pond. He pauses, an air of contemplation takes over. Then, with a mischievous glance towards the camera, he releases a fart he's been harboring. A moment of relief washes over him, "Ah, freedom!" he exclaims as bubbles surface and a few unfortunate fish float belly-up, victims of the underwater biohazard. Now, the once esteemed midfielder turns forager. He wades through the water, scrutinizing his choice of breakfast with the seriousness of a Michelin-star chef. "Hmm, this one looks good, nice and plump!" he muses, plucking a fish with precision. He continues his culinary exploration, narrating his choices and pondering over the merits of each fish as if selecting ingredients for a gourmet meal. "Ah, you'll do nicely for my ogre feast!" he declares with a victorious grin, exiting the pond with his catch. As Edoardo prepares to leave the scene, reminiscent of Shrek leaving his swamp, the wilderness and his newfound connection with nature vividly encapsulate an unconventional morning routine, filled with laughter and mischief. "Just a regular morning in the life of an ogre!" he winks at the camera, his misadventure drawing to a close, leaving an imprint of laughter and the unexpected joy of embracing a character worlds apart from the football field. Fade to black.