"It’s madness," Marek whispered during a three-second commercial break, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"We’re going to Rome!" Marek shouted, pointing a pen at a producer behind a glass pane.

Back in the studio, the clock hit 10:45 PM. Twenty games were ending simultaneously. Marek was a blur of motion, narrating a goal in Poznań while glancing at a red card in Seville.

At the center of the storm sat Marek, the lead anchor, whose job was part journalist, part air-traffic controller.

On the main screen, a striker in Italy was mid-celebration, but before the ball even hit the back of the net, a frantic voice crackled in Marek’s earpiece: "Goal in Bodø! Penalty in London! Switch now!"