The morning of the match arrived with an electric charge in the air.
A quiet tension settled over the Spanish camp as the players woke up, stretching out the stiffness of sleep and letting reality sink in.
This was it. The start of their Euro 2024 journey. Breakfast was subdued—players focused on their meals, minds already on the game.
Some watched clips of Croatia's recent matches, while others kept their routines the same, not wanting to overthink.
Izan sat with Pedri and Lamine Yamal, eating in silence, his thoughts sharp and measured.
He wasn't in the starting eleven, but that didn't matter now. What mattered was being ready.
After the final team meeting, where de la Fuente reinforced their tactical approach, they boarded the team bus.
As they pulled out of their hotel, fans lined the streets, waving Spanish flags and chanting.
Some held up signs with names and messages of support, and among them, Izan caught sight of one that made him smirk.
"Izan Is that guy."
