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... f-the-moment decision when he took an interest in this rebellious-looking young player.

From the two defensive plays just now, José could see that this young man, Matías, had outstanding physical qualities. He was tall but not clumsy. Though he lacked top-end speed and had a slow turning radius, his excellent physicality, jumping ability, positioning, and aggressive mindset made up for it. Besides, turning speed could be compensated with experience. Many top-level center-backs weren't pa ...

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