As a Brooklyn-born storyteller raised on streetball and hip-hop grit, I’ve seen how clubs mistake control for charisma. Real Madrid’s 45% possession against Al-Riyadh wasn’t just bad stats—it was a soul missing. No Kroos. No Modrić. Just noise. This isn’t about transfers; it’s about the silence where leadership should’ve been born. I’m not here to judge—I’m here to ask: When did we stop believing in effort over empty promises? Let’s talk truth.