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... whole life for that bounce.
His boots skimmed the turf, stride light, balanced, confident.
The ball took a spin off the grass, but he killed it dead with the inside of his foot, cushioning it so cleanly it looked rehearsed.
"Arsenal could break here!" the commentator’s voice climbed, rising above the swell of the crowd.
And break, Izan did.
He shifted like he was moving into a higher gear, body leaning forward as he sprinted through the mi ...
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