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... their breath.
And at the centre of it all, like he usually was, Izan.
He played like he could see the game in layers, never rushing and always aware.
When Rice collected deep and looked unsure, Izan was already dropping into space between the lines, calling for it.
When he received the ball, he didn’t just control it, turning his shoulder instead, glancing up, and guiding play like a conductor easing into a symphony.
"Arsenal have started to find t ...
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