Maud Marquis

With an attacking IQ bordering on supernatural and a silken first touch, she weaves playfully past defenders, even if her lack of agility sometimes makes her stumble over her own feet. Her friendly demeanor masks a cold-blooded scorer who once famously sold a pretend hotdog to the opposing goalkeeper just before slotting in the match-winner. She may not be a track star, but her sheer genius makes her a living nightmare for any defense.