At least he has a ball. That's always something.

Speaking of balls, or at least things vaguely related to balls and indeed a ball is there, Ignis raises a brow at the description of Popp's football. "That... is interesting. In my homeland, while we have a sport of the same name, martial arts aren't involved in the slightest. All the skill and focus involved is how to maneuver the ball and get it across the field."

He tilts his head towards Popp. "Why would your arm get broken during a bout of your football?"