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For now, he had Leah beside him, both families gathered under the same roof, and a Christmas Day that had unfolded without the usual demands of his extraordinary career.
Christmas eventually passed, and the quiet family days at Richmond gave way to the familiar demands of the football calendar.
By the time Francesco returned to London Colney, the winter had settled properly over England.
The mornings were darker.
The grass was harder beneath the players' boots.
A thin layer of frost sometimes lingered around the edges of the training pitches before the grounds staff had finished preparing them.
Nobody complained.
The season had reached the part of the year when football seemed to exist almost continuously.
One fixture ended and another appeared.
One recovery session became preparation for the next match.
The Arsenal squad returned to work without any unnecessary fuss.
The players who had accumulated the most minutes began with controlled recovery work, while the rest of the group completed more demanding conditioning exercises. The medical staff continued monitoring the squad closely, particularly as the cold weather made muscle preparation even more important.
Francesco moved through the sessions with his usual focus.
There were fitness circuits.
Passing exercises.
Possession games.
Finishing drills.
Defensive organization.
Attacking patterns.
The coaches repeatedly adjusted the size of the training areas, sometimes giving the players very little space and sometimes stretching the pitch to encourage quicker transitions.
Wenger watched from the side.
He rarely needed to say much.
A raised hand could stop an exercise.
A short instruction could change its direction.
The players had become accustomed to understanding what he wanted before he needed to explain it twice.
The preparations eventually turned toward Brighton.
Arsenal travelled south for their Premier League fixture at the Amex Stadium.
Brighton made the match competitive, but Arsenal were disciplined from the beginning.
The visitors did not rush their attacks.
They moved the ball patiently and waited for openings.
Francesco eventually provided the breakthrough.
The goal gave Arsenal something to protect, but they did not retreat excessively.
They continued playing.
Alexis Sánchez added a second.
Brighton attempted to respond, but Arsenal's defensive organization remained intact.
The final whistle confirmed a 2–0 victory.
Another clean sheet.
Another three points.
Francesco had scored.
Alexis had added the second.
And Arsenal returned to London with another result added to a season that was becoming increasingly demanding.
There was barely any time to enjoy it.
Liverpool was next.
And this time, the destination was Anfield.
Then the following days at London Colney carried a different intensity.
The players understood what awaited them.
Liverpool were dangerous at home.
Klopp's side played with aggression, speed and relentless movement, particularly when possession changed hands.
Arsenal's preparation reflected that.
The coaching staff worked on escaping pressure.
Possession exercises became faster.
Defensive drills focused on maintaining distances between the lines.
The forwards practiced attacking runs behind defenders.
Midfielders worked on receiving under pressure and turning quickly.
Finishing sessions became more demanding.
There was little room for hesitation.
On the final training day, Wenger gathered the players briefly after one of the tactical exercises.
"Tomorrow, we must be ready from the first minute."
Nobody needed more explanation.
The following day, Arsenal travelled north.
The journey toward Liverpool was quieter than some away trips.
Players sat together in small groups, headphones on or conversations kept low.
Francesco spent part of the journey looking through the window.
The landscape gradually changed as the team approached Liverpool.
When the bus eventually arrived at Anfield, the stadium already carried the unmistakable feeling of a major Premier League fixture.
The players entered through the stadium and made their way toward the visitors' dressing room.
Inside, the familiar routine began.
Bags were opened.
Boots were checked.
Training equipment was laid out.
The players changed before heading outside for their warm-up.
The pitch looked immaculate beneath the stadium lights.
Anfield was not yet completely full, but the stands were already filling.
There was a constant sound around the ground.
Voices.
Footsteps.
Announcements.
The distant noise of supporters gathering.
Arsenal began with passing exercises.
Two-touch combinations.
Short movements.
Players checking their shoulders before receiving the ball.
The rhythm gradually increased.
Movement drills followed.
Accelerations over short distances.
Changes of direction.
Quick bursts followed by controlled recovery.
The forwards then moved into finishing work.
Francesco took several efforts.
One went just wide.
Another was saved.
Then he found the corner.
Özil gave him a brief nod.
"Better."
Francesco smiled.
"You're demanding today."
"Always."
The warm-up continued until the coaching staff were satisfied.
Eventually, the players collected their equipment and headed back inside.
The door to the dressing room closed behind them.
The noise of Anfield became slightly more distant.
The players removed their training tops and began changing into the official Arsenal kits.
Shirts were pulled over heads.
Socks adjusted.
Boots tightened.
Tape was checked.
The atmosphere became increasingly focused.
Wenger entered.
He waited until everyone was ready before speaking.
"Listen carefully."
The room settled.
Wenger stood near the tactical board.
"The starting lineup remains the same as the previous match, with one change."
Several players looked toward him.
"Serge has a muscle sprain. He cannot start."
Gnabry was not in the room with the matchday group in the same role he normally occupied.
Wenger continued.
"Bukayo starts in his place."
Saka nodded.
Wenger looked around the room.
"Liverpool will make the game uncomfortable. They will attack with intensity. They will press. They will move quickly after recovering the ball."
He pointed toward the board.
"They will use a 4-4-2. Two deeper midfielders operating as a double six."
He began identifying the players.
"Alisson in goal."
The names followed.
"Alberto Moreno at left-back. Dejan Lovren, captain, with Joe Gomez. Trent Alexander-Arnold on the right."
Wenger moved toward the midfield section.
"Wijnaldum and Fabinho deeper."
Then the wider positions.
"Mané on one side. Shaqiri on the other."
Finally, the forwards.
"Firmino and Salah."
The room remained quiet.
Everyone understood the threat.
Wenger looked toward the attacking players.
"When they press, do not panic. We must give ourselves options."
His attention moved toward the midfield.
"Be brave with the ball."
Then the defenders.
"Stay connected. Do not allow their forwards to isolate you."
He paused.
"And when we have the opportunity, attack the space behind them."
Francesco listened carefully.
The instructions were clear.
Liverpool's aggression could become dangerous, but it could also create opportunities if Arsenal were able to move the ball through the first wave of pressure.
Wenger's voice remained calm.
"We cannot come here simply to survive."
He looked around the room.
"We play our football."
That was the final message.
The players began finishing their preparations.
Francesco adjusted the captain's armband.
Saka checked his boots.
Kanté stood near Xhaka, speaking quietly.
Özil sat for another few seconds before getting up.
The dressing room door eventually opened.
The players formed into line.
Then they began walking toward the tunnel.
The sound reached them before the pitch came into view.
Liverpool supporters were singing.
The words carried through the stadium.
"You'll Never Walk Alone."
The anthem surrounded the tunnel.
It was not something that could be ignored.
Francesco heard it clearly as he walked alongside his teammates.
The Liverpool players stood nearby, preparing for the same formalities.
The teams lined up beside the referees.
Officials were greeted.
Hands were shaken.
Players exchanged brief words.
Some were familiar faces.
Others remained focused on the match.
The formalities continued.
The teams moved toward the pitch for the official starting-lineup photograph.
Arsenal's players stood together.
Francesco took his position among them.
The photograph was taken.
Then the players dispersed.
Both captains walked toward the centre circle.
Francesco met Dejan Lovren and the main referee.
The coin was prepared.
The referee flipped it.
Liverpool won the right to begin.
Francesco nodded before turning away.
The players moved into their positions.
Anfield waited.
The referee checked his watch.
Then the whistle sounded.
Liverpool took the kickoff.
The match immediately carried the intensity everyone had expected.
Liverpool pressed high.
Arsenal attempted to play through it.
The first challenges came quickly.
Kanté contested a loose ball.
Wijnaldum pressed Xhaka.
Salah moved between Robertson and Van Dijk, constantly looking for a route toward goal.
Mané stretched Arsenal's defensive shape on the opposite side.
The match had barely settled before it became clear that neither side intended to give the other comfortable possession.
Arsenal gradually began finding their rhythm.
Özil dropped deeper to receive.
Saka stayed available on the flank.
Francesco moved between Lovren and Gomez, never allowing the centre-backs to become entirely comfortable.
At times he came toward the ball.
At others he disappeared behind them.
Then, in the sixteenth minute, Arsenal found the opening.
Özil received possession in midfield.
He looked up.
Francesco had started moving.
It was not a dramatic run.
Just a slight change of direction that created the necessary gap.
Özil saw it immediately.
His pass split the defensive line.
Francesco collected it inside the attacking area.
One touch.
Then another.
He opened his body and finished.
The ball flew beyond Alisson.
Goal.
Arsenal 1–0 Liverpool.
Francesco turned toward the travelling supporters.
Saka reached him first.
Özil followed.
The Arsenal players gathered briefly before returning toward their positions.
Liverpool's response was immediate.
Anfield became louder.
The home supporters pushed their team forward.
Liverpool began attacking with even greater urgency.
Salah became increasingly involved.
Mané switched positions.
Firmino dropped deeper to connect midfield with the attack.
Arsenal defended, but Liverpool refused to allow them to settle.
Then, in the twenty-third minute, Liverpool found their answer.
The ball reached Mohamed Salah.
He created the smallest amount of room.
That was enough.
Salah finished.
1–1.
Anfield erupted.
The sound rolled around the stadium as Salah ran toward the supporters.
Arsenal's players regrouped.
Francesco stood near the centre circle, hands briefly resting on his hips.
The advantage had disappeared.
There was no reason to panic.
They had created the first breakthrough.
They could create another.
The match resumed at an even greater pace.
Both teams attacked.
Both teams defended.
The midfield became a constant contest between movement and pressure.
Kanté covered enormous distances.
Xhaka attempted to give Arsenal an outlet.
Özil searched for spaces.
Saka repeatedly challenged Moreno.
And eventually, the young winger made the difference.
Thirty-seven minutes.
Kanté won possession in midfield.
He did not simply clear the ball.
He carried it forward.
A quick pass released Saka into space.
Saka took possession and drove toward the penalty area.
The Liverpool defence shifted.
Saka kept moving.
Then he finished.
2–1 Arsenal.
The travelling supporters celebrated wildly.
Saka turned toward them, smiling as his teammates ran to congratulate him.
Kanté arrived soon afterward.
Saka pointed toward him.
"That one's yours."
Kanté smiled.
"It was yours."
The moment did not last long.
Liverpool had another response.
They refused to allow Arsenal to reach halftime with the lead intact.
The home side pushed forward.
Firmino became increasingly influential.
He drifted away from Arsenal's defenders before suddenly moving into the box.
In the forty-third minute, Liverpool found him.
The Brazilian finished.
2–2.
Anfield exploded again.
Francesco looked toward the scoreboard.
There was still time before halftime, but Arsenal could not find another opening.
The remaining minutes were played with tension.
Liverpool attempted one final attack.
Arsenal defended it.
Then the referee brought the first half to an end.
2–2.
The Arsenal players headed toward the tunnel.
Nobody looked defeated.
But nobody looked satisfied either.
They had led twice.
Liverpool had responded twice.
The match remained completely open.
Inside the dressing room, the players took their places.
Water bottles were passed around.
Some players sat.
Others remained standing.
Francesco took a drink and listened as Wenger entered.
The manager waited until the room had settled.
Then he spoke.
"We have scored twice here."
His eyes moved across the players.
"We can score again."
Nobody interrupted.
"But we must not become passive because the score is level."
Wenger's tone remained firm.
"Do not retreat."
He pointed toward the tactical board.
"Keep attacking."
The message was simple.
Arsenal had already shown that Liverpool could be hurt.
Now they had to be brave enough to continue trying.
"Keep the ball when you can. Be courageous in possession."
He looked toward the forwards.
"Look behind their defensive line."
Then toward the midfield.
"Move the ball quickly enough to make them turn."
Finally, he looked around the entire squad.
"The initiative is ours to take."
Francesco nodded.
The players exchanged brief glances.
There was no need for a speech from the captain.
The instruction had already been given.
Another forty-five minutes awaited.
Then the players emerged from the tunnel with the second half waiting for them.
The score was still 2–2, but neither side had any intention of treating the next forty-five minutes as an exercise in caution.
Francesco jogged toward his position, adjusting the captain's armband as he looked across the Liverpool half. Around him, Arsenal's players were already communicating, pointing toward spaces and marking assignments. Liverpool were doing the same.
The referee checked both teams.
Then play resumed.
Arsenal immediately tried to put Wenger's instructions into practice.
Özil dropped toward the ball while Xhaka moved into a position where he could receive on the turn. Kanté pushed higher when the opportunity appeared, ready to close down Liverpool's midfielders or support an attack. Francesco stayed between the centre-backs, constantly changing his position rather than allowing himself to become fixed.
Liverpool answered by pushing their own defensive line forward.
The first few minutes were played at a remarkable pace.
There was little patience for harmless possession. Whenever either side won the ball, the first thought was forward.
Liverpool nearly created an opening when Firmino collected a pass between the lines and immediately released Salah toward the right side of the penalty area. Robertson recovered quickly, getting his body between Salah and the goal long enough for Van Dijk to arrive and help close the space.
At the other end, Arsenal worked the ball through midfield.
Xhaka found Özil.
Özil turned and slipped a pass toward Francesco.
Lovren stepped across at the right moment and managed to intercept, but the clearance only reached Kanté. The Frenchman immediately returned the ball toward the attacking third.
The contest had become stretched.
There were moments when six or seven players were moving forward for one side, only for possession to change and the entire shape to reverse within seconds.
Liverpool attacked down the left through Mané, whose acceleration forced Walker to retreat before the Arsenal full-back managed to shepherd him away from the centre.
A few seconds later, Arsenal broke.
Saka received possession and drove inside, with Moreno tracking him. Francesco pulled away from Gomez, creating a lane for Saka to continue, but Fabinho recovered into the area and blocked the eventual attempt.
The ball ricocheted loose.
Xhaka arrived.
His shot travelled through a crowded penalty area before Alisson got down to his left and pushed it away.
Arsenal were beginning to find the spaces Wenger had identified.
Liverpool, however, remained dangerous every time they advanced.
Firmino's movement continued to cause problems. He would drop toward midfield, dragging a defender with him, before suddenly turning and attacking the space that had appeared behind him.
Salah and Mané constantly adjusted their positions around him.
It forced Arsenal's defenders to communicate almost continuously.
By the middle of the second half, the match had developed into something that looked less like two carefully controlled systems and more like a contest between two teams refusing to accept the possibility of settling.
Then Liverpool struck.
The move began quickly in midfield.
Fabinho moved the ball forward, and Firmino helped connect the next pass. Liverpool worked the ball into an area where Arsenal's defensive line had been forced to shift toward the ball.
Mané saw the opening.
He moved into the space before Arsenal could close it.
The pass arrived.
Mané controlled it and attacked the penalty area.
Walker tried to recover.
Van Dijk shifted across.
But the Senegalese forward reached the ball first and finished before Arsenal could get enough bodies between him and the goal.
The net moved.
Liverpool 3–2 Arsenal.
The home supporters erupted.
Mané turned away from goal and was quickly surrounded by his teammates.
For the first time that afternoon, Liverpool had the lead.
Arsenal's players regrouped near the centre circle.
Francesco looked toward his teammates.
There was frustration, certainly, but no panic.
They had already come from behind once in the match.
They knew another response was possible.
The restart came quickly.
Arsenal pushed forward.
Saka tried to carry the ball down the flank, but Liverpool doubled up on him. The young winger kept possession long enough to find Xhaka, who switched play toward the opposite side.
Robertson advanced.
Francesco moved toward the near channel.
Özil drifted into the pocket behind Liverpool's midfield.
The ball eventually reached Alexis.
The Chilean took a touch and attempted to cut inside, but Gomez stepped across and blocked his route.
The rebound fell to Xhaka.
He had space.
For once, Liverpool's pressure had been bypassed rather than absorbed.
Xhaka lifted his head.
Alexis was already moving.
The pass came.
Alexis met it inside the penalty area.
One touch brought the ball under control.
The next sent it beyond Alisson.
Goal.
Sixty-nine minutes.
3–3.
The Arsenal players immediately turned toward Alexis.
He clenched both fists as he ran away from goal, while Xhaka followed him.
The midfielder had provided the assist, and Alexis pointed toward him before the rest of the team arrived.
Liverpool's players walked back toward halfway.
The game had been level again.
And now there was little separating the teams.
The equalizer also prompted both managers to look toward their benches.
Wenger had already been considering changes.
At the seventy-third minute, he made them.
Bukayo Saka was withdrawn.
Alexis Sánchez followed him off.
Mesut Özil also made way.
Emile Smith Rowe came on.
Alex Iwobi entered the match.
Youri Tielemans joined them.
It was a significant change in Arsenal's attacking structure. Fresh legs were introduced at a stage when the game had begun to demand constant movement, while Tielemans offered another passing option in midfield.
Liverpool made a triple change at almost the same time.
Sadio Mané was replaced.
Georginio Wijnaldum came off.
Alberto Moreno also left the pitch.
Jordan Henderson entered.
Adam Lallana followed.
Nathaniel Clyne completed Klopp's changes.
The substitutions altered the rhythm immediately.
Henderson brought fresh energy into Liverpool's midfield and began directing teammates around him. Lallana looked for pockets between Arsenal's midfield and defence, while Clyne provided Liverpool with a more defensive option on the flank.
Arsenal's replacements were equally active.
Smith Rowe immediately looked for space between the lines.
Iwobi drifted across the attacking third, trying to find angles for a pass.
Tielemans stayed close enough to Xhaka and Kanté to give Arsenal another route through midfield.
The match entered a different tactical phase.
The intensity did not disappear.
If anything, the fresh legs made the final twenty minutes even more difficult to predict.
Liverpool created the first major opportunity after the changes.
Henderson won possession and moved it quickly toward Lallana.
The substitute midfielder carried the ball forward before sliding it into Firmino.
Firmino turned.
His effort took a deflection and changed direction slightly.
Čech reacted quickly, adjusting his body and getting down to collect the ball before Salah could reach the rebound.
Arsenal responded immediately.
Tielemans received possession near the centre circle and played a sharp pass toward Smith Rowe.
The young midfielder turned away from Fabinho and carried the ball forward.
Francesco began his run.
Smith Rowe saw it.
The pass arrived into the space.
Francesco reached it just inside the area and struck first time.
Alisson reacted strongly, getting a hand to the shot and pushing it over.
Francesco turned away with a frustrated shake of the head.
Smith Rowe jogged over.
"Good run," Francesco said.
"Nearly," Smith Rowe replied.
The corner came to nothing.
Liverpool came again.
Clyne advanced on the right, combining with Shaqiri before finding Salah near the edge of the area.
Salah cut inside.
Robertson stayed with him.
The Egyptian attempted to create room for a shot, but Robertson refused to give him the angle. Salah eventually struck through a narrow opening, and the ball flew across goal and wide.
The pace was becoming exhausting.
Players who had started the match with fresh legs were now beginning to feel every sprint.
Kanté continued covering ground.
Xhaka dropped deeper when Arsenal lost possession.
Van Dijk and Koscielny repeatedly stepped forward to intercept passes before Liverpool's forwards could turn.
At the other end, Lovren and Gomez had their own work to do.
Francesco continued trying to occupy both defenders.
He moved toward the ball.
Then away.
Then into the channel.
Every movement required one of them to make a decision.
With ten minutes remaining, Arsenal produced another promising attack.
Iwobi collected the ball near the left side and moved inward.
Tielemans offered an option behind him.
The pass went to the Belgian.
Tielemans took one touch before sending the ball toward Francesco.
Francesco held off Gomez and laid it back.
Iwobi was already continuing his run.
The return pass arrived.
Iwobi shot.
Alisson saved.
The rebound dropped dangerously near the six-yard box, but Clyne arrived ahead of Giroud and cleared.
Liverpool survived.
Their supporters responded with another wave of noise.
The match was becoming a test of concentration as much as technique.
There were tired tackles.
Late recoveries.
Players taking an extra second before making decisions because their legs were beginning to feel the accumulated workload.
Neither side wanted to make the mistake that would decide everything.
Liverpool nearly did it in the eighty-fifth minute.
Lallana received the ball outside the Arsenal penalty area and found Firmino with a clever pass.
Firmino turned into space.
His shot was powerful and low.
Čech got down quickly and pushed it away.
The loose ball fell to Salah.
Robertson threw himself across the shooting lane.
Salah's effort struck the Arsenal defender and spun behind for a corner.
The danger had passed.
Arsenal defended the set piece and cleared.
There was barely time to breathe before they were attacking again.
Francesco dropped into midfield to help start the move.
He received from Kanté and immediately turned.
The captain carried the ball several yards before releasing it toward Iwobi.
Iwobi found Smith Rowe.
Smith Rowe crossed.
Giroud rose above Gomez.
His header was directed toward the far corner.
Alisson stretched.
His fingertips redirected the ball just enough.
Another chance gone.
Francesco put his hands briefly on his head before turning back toward halfway.
The final minutes were becoming frantic without becoming careless.
Both teams still wanted the winning goal.
Neither was willing to sacrifice its defensive structure entirely to get it.
Liverpool attacked through Shaqiri.
Arsenal recovered.
Arsenal broke through Tielemans.
Liverpool recovered.
A long ball found Firmino.
Van Dijk won the aerial duel.
Seconds later, Francesco challenged Lovren for a loose ball and forced the defender into a hurried clearance.
The fourth official raised the board.
Three minutes of added time.
The players knew what that meant.
There was still enough time for one final opportunity.
Liverpool pushed forward.
Henderson carried the ball into the attacking half before finding Lallana.
Lallana crossed toward the penalty area.
Koscielny cleared.
The ball returned to Liverpool.
Clyne sent another delivery toward the box.
Čech came through traffic and claimed it.
He held the ball for several seconds before releasing it.
Arsenal had one final attack.
Xhaka found Tielemans.
Tielemans moved it wide.
Iwobi advanced.
Francesco sprinted through the centre.
The cross came.
Francesco reached it, but Gomez got there at almost exactly the same time.
The ball deflected loose.
Smith Rowe attempted to recover it.
Fabinho cleared.
The referee looked at his watch.
Liverpool tried one final forward pass.
Van Dijk stepped in.
The whistle followed.
Full time.
Liverpool 3–3 Arsenal.
For several seconds, the players simply stood where they were.
The scoreboard confirmed what the afternoon had become: six goals, three apiece, and neither team able to separate itself from the other.
Francesco walked toward his teammates, exchanging handshakes and brief words with the Arsenal players.
There was disappointment because Arsenal had twice held the lead and later found themselves chasing the game.
But there was also recognition of what they had managed to do.
Liverpool had taken the lead in the second half.
Arsenal had answered.
Both teams had continued searching for the winner until the final whistle.
Wenger stood near the technical area, speaking briefly with members of his staff before turning toward the players.
There was no dramatic reaction.
The match had simply demanded too much from both sides for anyone to pretend it had been anything less than a difficult afternoon.
Across the pitch, Klopp was already exchanging words with his staff.
Liverpool had wanted all three points at home.
Arsenal had come believing they could take them.
Neither had succeeded.
Francesco eventually walked toward the travelling Arsenal supporters with the rest of the squad. The players acknowledged them before beginning their walk back toward the tunnel.
Behind them, Anfield continued to buzz with conversation.
Three goals for each side.
Two teams that had repeatedly refused to settle.
And, after ninety minutes of relentless football, a point apiece.
Arsenal left knowing they had competed for the victory until the final seconds, with Liverpool could say exactly the same as the match had never truly belonged to either side.
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Name : Francesco Lee
Age : 20 (2018)
Birthplace : London, England
Football Club : Arsenal First Team
Championship History : 2014/2015 Premier League, 2014/2015 FA Cup, 2015/2016 Community Shield, 2016/2017 Premier League, 2015/2016 Champions League, Euro 2016, Premier League Champion 2016/2017, FA Cup 2016/2017, 2016/2017 Champions League, 2017/2018 Carabao Cup, Premier League 2017/2018, FA Cup 2017/2018, Champions League 2017/2018, 2018 World Cup, and 2018/2019 Community Shield.
Season 17/18 stats:
Arsenal:
Match: 27
Goal: 30
Assist: 1
MOTM: 0
POTM: 0
England:
Match: 2
Goal: 2
Assist: 0
MOTM: 0
Season 17/18 stats:
Arsenal:
Match: 59
Goal: 76
Assist: 6
MOTM: 7
POTM: 0
England:
Match: 11
Goal: 14
Assist: 1
MOTM: 7
Season 16/17 stats:
Arsenal:
Match: 55
Goal: 87
Assist: 5
MOTM: 14
POTM: 1
England:
Match: 1
Goal: 1
Assist: 0
MOTM: 0
Season 15/16 stats:
Arsenal:
Match Played: 60
Goal: 82
Assist: 10
MOTM: 9
POTM: 1
England:
Match Played: 2
Goal: 4
Assist: 0
Euro 2016
Match Played: 6
Goal: 13
Assist: 4
MOTM: 6
Season 14/15 stats:
Match Played: 35
Goal: 45
Assist: 12
MOTM: 9