Izan strode onto the pitch, his presence immediately lifting the energy of his teammates and the Spanish fans. Clad in Spain's vibrant red and yellow jersey, the number 21 on his back caught the stadium lights.
His hair was damp from the halftime warm-up, coupled with his blue eyes, which was rare for a person of his ethnicity; Izan looked intoxicating, which was shown by how the women in the crowd shouted at him, forgetting he was only a minor.
"Here he is folks. Spain's wonderkid. Rewriting history in his last match, Izan would like to do the same tonight. A young player known for his agility, intelligence, and flair. With the pressure of facing a formidable German team, we hope to see what he can do."
The Commentator went about his job, exciting the fans with his words. Spain trailed 1-0, and every move mattered.
