Arteta applauded from the sideline, his palms coming together in sharp, satisfied claps.
He said nothing, but the small smile on his face said enough.
Izan drifted forward into the central attacking space, settling behind Havertz as AC Milan rolled the ball from their box towards the kick-off spot.
He scanned the pitch once, shoulders relaxed, already thinking about the game after the restart.
The broadcast followed his movement immediately.
"Look at him," one commentator said.
"He scores a goal like that, and the first thing he does is step higher. He wants the ball again. This is one of the things that makes him different. The hunger for the ball time and time again."
"Izan operates like the game belongs to him," the other replied. "Milan cannot allow him this freedom."
When Milan restarted the match, their midfield barely had time to exchange passes before Izan came storming in again.
