Remigio Sannino

A towering defensive colossus, this Italian titan combines explosive speed with an aerial dominance that feels almost illegal, though his erratic positioning often leaves teammates scrambling. Before every whistle, he insistently eats a slice of lukewarm lemon zest to 'purge the opposition's soul,' a bizarre ritual his locker room mocks relentlessly while praying it works. He plays with the arrogant certainty of a man who knows he is physically superior to everyone else on the pitch.