Rust Belt United

Lives off through balls and questionable offside calls.

Energetic midfielder who treats every loose ball like it talked trash about him.

He is everywhere and nowhere all at once

Reliable defender who wins duels and keeps the back line organized.

Looks like he’s taking a passport photo but plays like he’s trying to cover every blade of grass in midfield.

Plays like his hair: unpredictable, all over the place, and somehow always causing problems for defenders.

Plays like every game is a cup final and proudly treats that trophy as a personality trait.

If he’s sliding, someone’s going to ground—ball optional.

Midfielder whose photo looks like paperwork, but whose first touch says ‘do not let him turn.

Looks like he’s unveiling a marquee signing, but it’s actually a new spreadsheet for tracking fines and expected goals in the same tab.

Fullback who looks like he finishes his homework, then quietly locks down your fastest winger for 90 minutes.

Looks like he’s late to a car meet, but somehow still finishes every cutback at the back post.

Clears danger, and occasionally the parking lot.

“Saved his first burger for age 30 and now finishes chances and cheeseburgers with the same calm.

If it moves, he presses it. If it doesn’t, he still presses it..

Center‑back who took a corporate headshot at 3 p.m. and still made a 8 p.m. kickoff to win every header in sight.

Weekend warrior whose knees have clearly seen more 50–50s than his doctor would recommend, but somehow he’s still available for every Sunday kickoff.

Records more ‘one more’ runs than the GPS can handle.

Skipper with pure ‘I’ll shout at you for 89 minutes, then buy the first round after the game’ energy in a goalkeeper’s kit.

Runs like a headless chicken for 89 minutes, finally bundles one in off his shin, and celebrates like it was all part of the master plan.