“I remember my father used to wake up at 4am,” Ederson Moraes recalls. “He woke me up as well. We would leave home together, he was going to work and I continued my walk to catch the bus. I had my training session with Sao Paulo in the morning. I had to take two buses to the point I could take the club bus.

“Same way return. Very often when I was back home I didn't have time to have lunch. I just had time to change my clothes and go to school. When I was back in the evening I was exhausted. So I used to have dinner and go straight to bed because I had to rest to follow the same routine the following day.”

Ederson was just 13. His father, Antonis Moraes, stacked fruit onto lorries in Osasco, on the outskirts of Sao Paulo, Brazil’s sprawling, largest city. His son was “chasing his dream”; the dream of becoming a professional footballer. A dream that was fuelled just three years earlier on the clay pitch of a small, neighbourhood school, ‘Champions Ebenezer’, and would, aged only 15, lead Ederson to board a plane, leaving his family behind, to try and make it with the giant Portuguese club, Benfica. “My head was only football,” Ederson explains. “And I always thought I’d succeed.”