Lucas was sitting on a bench, tying his boots more tightly than necessary. Next to him, Arthur was also getting ready, but with slower movements, as if he was deep in thought.
"Have you heard of Phil Foden?" asked Raphael, breaking the silence as he finished fixing his uniform. "He's their number 10. They say he has an absurd vision of the game, like Iniesta, you know?"
"That's not all," added Denis, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. "I read in an article that he can play in various positions in midfield and attack. If he's given too much space, we're screwed."