Last dance.

As both teams emerged for the second half, Izan found himself walking just behind Nico Williams.

Nico glanced at him, grinning. "That ankle okay?"

Izan met his gaze, unreadable. "You'll find out soon."

Met by the roaring crowd, both teams positioned themselves in their respective halves.

After that, the referee glanced at his watch before sounding his whistle.

The second half was now underway.

" Welcome viewers once again to the second half of this enthralling fixture. Valencia lead, for now, because with the way the opponents are playing, it won't be long before the ball ends up in the back of the Valencia net."

"The second half began with a sharp intensity, the air thick with anticipation. The one-goal lead felt like a fragile thread, ready to snap at any moment. 

Athletic Bilbao came out of the tunnel like men possessed, their pressing even more aggressive, their tackles heavier.