It is a Tuesday night and Chris Walker, the former NRL star who confesses to once consuming 100 drinks in a two-day booze-up, is having an anxiety attack.
He is holding a microphone. His heart begins racing like a Formula 1 engine. Sweat pours from his forehead. He stands before 120 coal miners, many of them physically tough but mentally broken.
They watch Walker's breakdown partly in shock, partly with empathy. Suddenly, they are kindred spirits, having been bitten by the black dog of depression.
The former Queensland Origin star has arrived in the tiny central Queensland town of Rolleston, 700km north-west of Brisbane, as part of a personal crusade to improve mental health among Australian men.
Walker is one of many NRL identities who are frustrated and saddened by the slew of suicides that have rocked the game. In the past two years, six elite-level rugby league players have taken their lives.