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The match had started the way Arsenal matches often did these days—full throttle.
The players pinged the ball around, hoping to keep it away from Leicester and they did for a considerable amount of time before losing it after Havertz blasted one at the goal.
After Leicester reset, Arsenal didn't let up and pressed high, crowding Leicester back into their own third.
But despite the dominance, the goal hadn't come.
There were chances, but not enough threat.
Havertz dragged one just wide again.
Odegaard fired over from the edge, and Saka forced a save, but nothing settled.
And in the midst of it all, Izan was moving.
Influential? Yes.
Explosive?
Not yet.
There was something in his rhythm that seemed different.
Not visible unless you were really watching—but something about the sharpness wasn't there.
The camera cut to him for a second, hands on hips before he leaned down to fix his sock but those who were watching closely saw him caress his shin a bit.
