Jacob Caparros

A Spanish speed demon, he possesses blistering acceleration that reminds me of the time he famously sprinted circles around a furious stray dog to protect his tapas. While he remains unnervingly calm under pressure and blows past defenders with ease, he struggles with an occasional clunky first touch that can stop his momentum dead in its tracks. His raw pace makes him a nightmare to contain, provided he keeps the ball close enough to his feet.