Tito Arredondo

This Argentine marksman is a terrifying blur of elite speed and thunderous finishing, though his rigid, lumbering turns often leave him looking like a crane on ice. Before every whistle, he religiously insists on untying and re-knotting his laces precisely seven times while shouting at his shinguards, a frantic ritual that leaves his teammates rolling their eyes in bemused silence. His fiery temper makes him a volatile, unstoppable force once he finds his rhythm in the box.