"Right—let's not dance around it," began Damian Fletcher, shifting in his chair.
"Arsenal vs. City. A headliner of a match in all but name. And the big question... where was Izan Hernandez yesterday?"
The camera cut wide.
The studio desk glowed blue under the set lights, the skyline of London in the backdrop while opposite Fletcher, sat Karen Carney and Joleon Lescott, both already leaning forward.
"Not seen at Colney, not in group drills," Carney said.
"Rumours ran wild all of yesterday. But pictures out this morning show him back—smashing volleys and looking sharp which has shut down the rumours as quickly as they came."
"So what was it?" Lescott asked, half-laughing.
"Fatigue? Knock? Personal day?"
Fletcher shrugged.
"Arteta gave no comment. Arsenal haven't issued a statement."
"Which is why it's our job to speculate," Carney said dryly.
The screen flashed with a still of Izan at today's session—striking a ball from distance, arms spread in mid-turn.
