By the sixth or seventh replay, Toni Doblas rolled his eyes, laughed and began to protest. Down on the floor by the mouth of the players' tunnel at Parken, Copenhagen, someone has installed a small television screen. The stadium is virtually empty now and Doblas, goalkeeper for HJK Helsinki, has just finished his post-match warm-down, red socks round his ankles. His attention is drawn to the screen. The goal he conceded in tonight's Europa League at FC Kobenhavn comes up on the screen. And then again. And again. And again.
He watches himself as, from barely 3 yards out, the shot is hit hard and finds a way past his hands. Here he reacts with a smile, and there on the screen he reacts by kicking the post, even though his dad always tells him not to. He'll only end up hurting himself. The shot was so close he could not react in time and it slipped through his fingers, much to his annoyance. Now he is being reminded of that, over and over.
"Show the penalty instead," he laughs.
Why not? Barely two minutes before, he had saved a penalty. Those who know Doblas might not be surprised. They know he is a specialist. He once took Real Betis to the final of the Copa del Rey with two penalty saves in the shootout, and his record from 12 yards was hugely impressive. Study is the key, he says, and he studies. But few really know Doblas here.
He played in the Champions League, against Liverpool and Chelsea, but tonight he was playing in the Europa League with HJK Helsinki, away in Denmark. A year ago, he was not playing at all.
It has been an unusual journey. Doblas describes himself as an "adventurer." Like many footballers, he is a worker too, a migrant in search of employment. This is a job, even if it is one that he loves. If not, he wouldn't be here.
Doblas played for Betis, Zaragoza and Huesca in Spain. At Zaragoza, he had three different spells. He jokes about being almost as bad as Nicolas Anelka, but he is not that bad. It is only seven clubs and four countries in total. He left Spain seeking work, a victim of collapsing clubs with failing economies. He was not being paid, and there was little he could do about it. At one point he reckoned he had been paid five months' wages in three years.
He eventually turned up in Azerbaijan, where he ended up badly. After the penalty specialist had failed to save a penalty in a shootout, his club turned their back on him. With his team 6-0 down at halftime in one game, he was taken off even though none of the goals were actually his fault. They stopped paying him and his manager escaped out the back door of the club's offices one day when he turned up to ask what was going on. He returned to the hotel where he lived and found that he no longer had a room. The club had cancelled it.
There was nowhere to go until Doblas joined the Spanish Players Union team, set up for unemployed footballers, playing games watched by scouts and clubs from around the world. Napoli came for him, but only for six months to replace the injured Rafael Cabral. Then this summer, another team, another country, another short contract, more uncertainty. More adventure, he says.
This time he was off to Helsinki in Finland, where he trains and plays on an old astroturf pitch -- joints suffering the impact -- communication is limited and the cost of living is high. Spain, Italy, Azerbaijan, Finland, via the anxiety of unemployment. It's not the normal career path. And, at 34 years old, the end is still some way off. Doblas doesn't know where next, but he will go wherever the game takes him. Some of the suggestions are outlandish, but he says, why not? It can't be worse than Azerbaijan.
And here he is in the Europa League in Denmark. It is something of a miracle that HJK made it to the group stages, and now they are resisting as best they can. He is not redundant, certainly. He even saves a penalty. He then concedes two, but interest is piqued. Journalists from the two countries are looking him up now. There is a story there, perhaps. The press officer tells him he must speak to the media, so he does.
"I read somewhere that you were a specialist," one reporter notes. "I read that you saved 11 of 13 penalties." Doblas starts mentally totting them up, then stops. "That sounds quite good," he laughs. "So let's settle for that." There is more satisfaction when it dawns on him that this is the first time he saved a penalty outside of Spain. The wanderer's speciality.
Doblas speaks in English -- "Andalucian English," he grins. He has not learned much Finnish yet, he admits. There is one Finnish word that he has picked up, though, and he uses a lot. It means "Look out!"