Bradley King

Fuelled by the memory of losing his childhood library card to a clumsy mishap, this energetic Northern Irish engine turns every pitch into his personal reading room where he relentlessly studies and intercept passes. His suffocating defensive jockeying and explosive vertical reach make him a nightmare to bypass, though his occasionally misjudged slide tackles prove he is still human. He operates with an unbreakable motor, dismantling attacks before they even find their rhythm.