At the Rolex Paris Masters, Hugo Gaston wants to prove that he is not just a clay court player

One year after a cocky Bercy under bubble, in an empty room only animated by the noise of the vents on the ceiling, it is pleasant to find the heat of restless spectators, validated sanitary passes, masks under the chin or stored in the bottom of a pocket , banging their feet frantically on the ground or bellowing “Go Hugo” messy but filled with a zest that we would like never to be deprived of again.