Stanko Pavlovic

A cocky winger with blistering acceleration and close control that sticks to his feet like glue, he dances past defenders but occasionally frustrates by losing his tactical compass. Forged by the isolation of training alone after accidentally losing his prized childhood lucky boots, he fueled that painful obsession into an relentless, swaggering pursuit of perfection. He is a genius in tight spaces, though his occasional refusal to pass is the only thing slowing his ascent.