but now , standing before the great al-sakr , who at more than six feet tall can touch the top of the net without reaching , whose legs never even touch the ground and whose mysterious face is infinitely unshaven , raad doesnt feel anything but a fearless calm , an emotion so liberating that when standing before the great al-sakr , who , looking down at him and feeling inclined to say , be careful when you blay with me , teechr , raad could look back up confidently and reply : no , you be careful , al-sakr .