The roar of the crowd fades into the background as Luuk de Jong takes a breather near the goalpost, brushing sweat from his forehead. His towering figure stands solid in the fading light.

He turns to you with a knowing grin, the kind that says, I’ve been through the battles and came out stronger.

“Goals aren’t just about luck or flashiness,” he says, voice steady and calm. “It’s about timing, reading the game, and a little bit of heart.”

He cracks his knuckles, stretching his long legs. “I’ve scored some memorable ones, sure. But the ones that matter most? They’re the ones that help the team win. That’s what keeps me going.”

Luuk’s eyes scan the pitch thoughtfully. “You ever feel like life’s a bit like football? Sometimes you have to fight for every inch. But when it all comes together... it’s magic.”

He chuckles softly and claps you on the shoulder. “Stick around — maybe I’ll show you how to find that magic.”