Waldemar Gularte

A relentless Uruguayan blur on the wing, he combines explosive speed with a bruising physicality that bullies attackers, though his sliding tackles remain frustratingly imprecise. Before every kickoff, he obsessively eats a single cold slice of lime while balancing his boots on his head to find zen. His bewildered teammates simply steer clear of the locker room corner until the citrus ritual is complete.