"You know, you guys are lucky we didn't do enough to qualify for the Club World Cup. Without us, it is going to be a walk in the park for you," a voice said with a chuckle at the other end of the phone.
"You mean you are lucky you didn't come. It will at least save you from the embarrassment of coming to the United States for nothing," Izan said, causing the voice to laugh again.
"¿Realmente tenías que decir eso?(Did you really have to say that?)"
The voice on the other end came as Izan leaned back on his bed, phone pressed to his ear, staring up at the ceiling.
"Say what?"
"That Arsenal will bring home the Club World Cup," the voice replied, amused.
"You must love the headlines. I think you get high off of people talking about you."
Izan scoffed softly, his lips curling into a faint smirk.
"They've got nothing better to do," he said, rolling over onto his side. "If they want to make noise, let them."
A small laugh came through the speaker.
