Hannah Hampton

She’s on the pitch in the photo. Chelsea kit, medal on, Barclays trophy in her hands. They’ve just won the WSL. Photos still happening. She’s still sweaty. Back seam of the shorts. Arse crack. Across her chest. The usual places after a match. When she clenches she can feel it. She needs to fart. It might turn into a poo if she keeps stood still. Not desperate. The need is just there. She is not putting the trophy down and walking off while they’re still shooting. That’s when someone ends up on the pitch with her. She looks over. Still holding it. Still stood how she is.