"Do you even remember how to kick a ball?"
"It's just simple, actually," Saka, in his troll mood, said again as the players, now in their boots, made their way out of the foldable tunnels leading to the pitch.
"I've only been gone for a week. What would you have done had I been injured for more than 6 months, too?" Izan replied as he tossed a tissue into the garbage container by the end of the tunnel.
"The same, I guess," Saka said before finally speeding up to catch up with the players ahead just as they got to the tunnel exit.
Izan came through it last, and immediately he did, he couldn't help but look at the sides where cameras were already angled toward him.
Over there, the media team had set up along the sideline, waiting to catch whatever gold they could get from the training.
One of them, who seemed to be in charge, peeled off and jogged up beside him before he stepped onto the pitch.
"We posted the cafeteria bit," she said, a bit breathless from her short sprint.
