I actually always dreamed of becoming a footballer. So, for many years I played football at various sports schools. But it didn’t happen. I felt depressed because of this for some time — I just didn’t know what I wanted to do.

However, one very bad football commentator pulled me out of my depression. It’s a shame I don’t remember his name, but I would gladly thank him for the fact that, because of him, I discovered journalism.

I was 17 years old. I was watching a game on the television and he was doing some really terrible commentary, just awful — it wasn’t just like he’d never played football before, but like he’d never even seen a game. And then I thought, I can definitely do a better job than him. That’s how I decided to become a journalist.

Then came the Faculty of Journalism at Moscow State University, the murder of my colleague, the “Panama Papers”, a year of studying at Stanford, and in between all of this, lots and lots of articles (some successful, others not).

And now my colleagues and I have decided to create “Important Stories”.