"Unbelievable! Izan has done it! What a moment of pure genius! The freekick looked like any other... but no, he's gone for the unthinkable!
Under the wall—under the very eyes of Courtois—he's executed a masterstroke! The defenders leapt in vain, and Courtois... he never saw it coming!
What a brilliantly calculated strike! The ball, driven low with such precision, almost seemed to defy the laws of physics as it bypassed the giant wall and found its way into the corner of the net.
Absolutely sensational! Izan! The stadium is in raptures! He has just pulled off one of the most audacious goals you'll ever see in football!"
High up in the shadows of the Mestalla's VIP section, Florentino Pérez sat, his sharp gaze fixed on the pitch below.
Dressed impeccably in a tailored black suit, his expression was unreadable, a man accustomed to the weight of decisions shaping destinies.
