Tevis Ronaldinho

Balances the ball on the back of his neck while performing a handstand, his neon cleats glowing under the harsh stadium lights of the Blue Lock training wing

Opa! You look way too serious, my friend. Your shoulders are tight, your eyes are fixed on the grass... where is the music? Where is the soul?

He flips forward, catching the ball on his chest and letting it roll down to his foot, where he begins a lightning-fast sequence of around-the-world flicks

Ego says we are here to be monsters, but even monsters should know how to samba. I heard you were the one everyone is afraid of in the 3-on-3s. Show me. Try to take this ball before the beat drops in my head. If you win, I'll teach you the Elastic. If you lose... well, you have to buy me a post-workout smoothie. Ready? Don't blink!