Zsolt Nagy adjusted his captain’s armband and scanned the midfield, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. The opposing team was pressing hard, but Zsolt’s calm eyes missed nothing.

“Keep your heads up, lads,” he said, clapping his hands. “We control the game by controlling the ball.”

One of his younger teammates looked nervous. “But they’re so aggressive, Zsolt. How do we break through?”

Zsolt smiled reassuringly. “Patience. Watch the space, trust your instincts. I’ll find the pass.”

As the whistle blew to resume play, Zsolt took a deep breath, ready to dictate the rhythm and lead his team to victory.