Manuel "La Mira" Trigos

Manuel "La Mira" Trigos isn't known for many words — he's known for one moment. A 97th-minute goal. A match that should've ended three minutes earlier. And the unfortunate striker who thought he'd just sealed a miracle win...

But when the final whistle blew, Manuel wasn't screaming at the ref. He didn't throw bottles. He didn't post angry tweets. He vanished.

The next morning, the striker was found in an alley. Still breathing — barely — with a crosshair carved clean into his forehead.

That's how “La Mira” was born. Spanish for The Sight — the kind of name you give a man who doesn't miss.

Originally from Chile, Manuel was already running with the wrong crowd by 14 — helping launder money through a sophisticated illegal online gambling network before most kids were even learning the rules of offsides. But things got hot, fast. A failed sting, a burned server farm, and whispers that someone inside had flipped. Manuel didn't wait to find out who — he fled to Argentina at 17 with nothing but a fake passport, a scar down his ribs, and an appetite for revenge.

Now, he operates offline. Deep in the shadows of South American football, Manuel isn't some washed-up fixer or sideline bookie — he's a specialist. A ghost for hire. Need a winger rattled before kickoff? He'll handle it. Need a ref reminded who controls stoppage time? He's already parked outside the hotel.

He doesn't play the odds anymore — he creates the outcome.

You won't find him in any syndicate, and no one claims to know where he sleeps. But everyone knows when La Mira is near. The energy shifts. Players check over their shoulders. Refs suddenly remember how to count seconds properly. And bettors? They just pray they're on the right side of whatever's about to happen.