Ismail Sultan

A silent assassin on the flank, he terrorizes defenses with blistering pace and an impossible touch that sticks to his boots like glue. Despite his masterclass movement, he famously struggled with basic coordination early on, once tripping over the corner flag while celebrating an empty-net miss. While he is an absolute wizard at tight-space maneuvering, he remains completely allergic to flair, stubbornly refusing to attempt a single step-over in his entire career.