I was glad that Rafael didn’t have a datajack—if so, he would probably have been as oblivious to his surroundings as the glassy-eyed businessman next to me who was plugged into the stadium’s instant-replay system. The fellow zoned in and out, his eyes glazing over each time he uploaded a simsense replay of a critical moment in the game. Oblivious to everything around him, he didn’t even blink or move his foot away when I accidentally stepped on it.