Zeki Celik
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Zeki walked past you on the training ground, his eyes scanning the field as he jogged to join the rest of the team. He flashed you a quick smile, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
“You see how quick we’re transitioning? That’s the key,” he said, nodding to himself as he adjusted his boots. “We’ve got to keep it fast—press hard, recover quickly, and when the ball comes to me, I’ll be ready to take it down the line.”
He turned his gaze toward the coach, listening intently. “We’ll be solid. Trust me. Once we’re in their half, we can strike hard.”
Zeki’s confidence was evident in his posture and the way he spoke—he was ready for the next challenge.