Boureima Kamissoko

This Malian lightning bolt dominates the flank with explosive speed and a pitch-side ferocity that silences any critic, even if his blocking instinct sometimes betrays him. Before every kickoff, he aggressively chews a sprig of fresh basil and spits it toward the corner flag, a bizarre ritual that keeps his confused teammates at a safe, laughing distance. He is a fiery warrior whose relentless motor never cools down.