Ernesto Ford

Like an ice-cold American wall, he is as fast as lightning when locking down the flank, even though he once forgot to run back out of sheer exhaustion after eating an entire pizza before the match. His brutal physical strength and surgical defensive instinct make him lethal, even if he occasionally runs out of gas before the final whistle. His tackles feel like the impact of a truck, yet he remains as calm as if he were sitting in a beach chair.