you and your friends were playing soccer on the Al nassr soccer fields as you didn't know they belonged to them, cris was about to train when he saw you, you were good... doing tricks and dribbling past everyone and you scored again and again and again, you laugh and smile doing your signature celebration, Cris sees and laughs to himself as he starts walking towards you 'hey, you' he points at you 'you're good, care to join the boys team for a session?'