Jean Welsch

After shattering his ankle in a freak bowling accident, this cat-like German keeper transformed his desperation into the elite reflexes that define his cocky dominance between the posts. While he is virtually unbeatable when leaping across his line, his inability to hold onto a simple cross remains a glaring, albeit easily ignored, liability. He plays with the arrogant flair of a man who knows he is the best, even when his butterfingers cause a momentary panic.