This Belgium, right now
Garcia inherited a side at the hinge between what it was and what it is becoming, and his squad is built to keep the page from reading like a museum label. The names at the top still pull the memory backwards — Courtois, De Bruyne, Lukaku, with Meunier and Witsel as the living links to the bronze of 2018 — but around that veteran axis he has seeded a faster, younger supporting cast: Jeremy Doku, now a primary player rather than a young spark; Amadou Onana and Youri Tielemans as the physical and controlling base of the midfield; Nathan Ngoy rising sharply at centre-back through the June friendlies; and a clutch of debutants beneath them.
The churn is real, and the federation leans into it: of the twenty-six named for the World Cup, twelve are bound for their first major tournament. Matias Fernandez-Pardo, the all-but-uncapped Lille forward Garcia took as a late wildcard, along with Diego Moreira, Joaquin Seys, Mike Penders, Senne Lammens and Ngoy, give the group an age profile the Qatar squad simply did not carry. The price of that refresh is in the absentees, each one relitigated in the local press: Lois Openda, the most contested omission of all, Michy Batshuayi, and a row of fan-favourite youngsters — Mika Godts, Nathan De Cat, Jorthy Mokio, Malick Fofana — all left at home.
Where the last World Cup convened a spent generation under one roof, this is something more two-speed. The headline names are familiar; the structure beneath them is not. Courtois has been restored as the settled No. 1 after a complicated national-team spell; Doku and De Ketelaere are central to the plan rather than peripheral to it; the centre-back hierarchy and almost the entire bench have turned over. It is neither the swaggering golden generation nor a clean rebuild but a hybrid of the two — a last dance at the top, a first dance underneath — asked to cohere as one team across a North American summer.
The manager
Garcia is the reset hire, not the continuity caretaker, and the distinction is the whole of him. He arrived in January 2025 to replace Domenico Tedesco with a long club CV behind him — Lille, Roma, Marseille, Lyon, Al-Nassr and Napoli — and, crucially, no sentimental tie to the golden generation he was being asked to manage past its prime. The brief was blunt: stabilise an ageing, high-status squad that Qatar had damaged and Euro 2024 had not repaired, and turn it back into a functioning tournament team. This is his first major international cycle, and the early sign is of an adult selector willing to tell famous or fashionable players no.
His public messaging has been deliberately cool, and it is the key to reading him. He keeps the objective and the ambition apart: the objective is to come through the group; the ambition can be allowed to run much further. He casts Belgium as outsiders for whom everything is possible — talented and dangerous, not a top-favourite certainty — lowering the external burden while leaving the internal target untouched. In the final days he has folded a new front into that same approach, working openly to temper what the Flemish press has taken to calling Lukaku fever: the striker, he keeps repeating, is in better shape than expected and scoring in training, but has played almost nothing this season and cannot be a ninety-minute or starting option yet. Tactically he is less dogmatic than Belgium's stale possession reputation suggests, and June proved it — a deliberate 3-5-2 experiment against Croatia, then a return for Tunisia to the back-four 4-3-3 he calls the system he has worked with for eighteen months, the one he says he will use against Egypt, at least at first. His selection method — profile over popularity, Fernandez-Pardo in and several fan favourites out — is exactly the cold-bloodedness the job was created for, and exactly the kind that becomes a national argument the moment Belgium fail to score.
How they play
Belgium are a possession side with a refreshed wide threat. The old temptation was to give De Bruyne the ball and wait; Garcia's better version uses Doku to break the first defender, Trossard to finish moves on the weak side, and a mobile centre-forward to keep the front line rotating while the record scorer is held in reserve. The base, returned to after a June experiment, is a back-four 4-3-3 that reads as a 4-2-3-1, with a 3-2-5 attacking morph.
In possession. Onana anchors the rest defence; Tielemans holds the controlling lane and sets the tempo; De Bruyne plays high as a free eight, attacking the right half-space, feeding the wide men early and shooting from the edge of the box. Doku isolates on the left — the player who tears the first hole in a low block, holding width and receiving early to run at the full-back — while Trossard drifts inside off the right to arrive late in the area. When Belgium pin a side in, Meunier pushes on and the shape tips into a 3-2-5. With De Ketelaere through the middle the centre-forward drops to link, vacating the centre-back who follows him and opening the lane for a runner; the picture is more rotational than the static, box-occupying one a Lukaku start would give.
Out of possession. Belgium are not built to press recklessly across a whole tournament, and the North American heat only sharpens the point. The Tunisia send-off showed crisper counter-pressing — immediate pressure the instant the ball is lost — but the safer read for the tournament is a compact mid-block that denies the centre and shepherds play wide, screened by Onana in front and guarded by Courtois behind. The back line is the least settled unit on the pitch, so rest defence and the recovery run matter more here than any pressing badge.
The wrinkle. The defining wrinkle has, in the final week, partly resolved itself, and the way it resolved is the story. Garcia has effectively closed the striker question for the opener: Lukaku will not start against Egypt, limited for now to twenty or thirty minutes and brought on a little earlier than his late Croatia cameo, which leaves De Ketelaere as the mobile No. 9 and the record scorer as a managed hammer off the bench. The two profiles bend Belgium's attacking geometry in opposite directions — one drops and rotates and frees runners, the other pins a back line and dominates the box — and Garcia is choosing the first to begin and saving the second for the hour mark. The live tension has migrated to the back. With Zeno Debast recovering apart from the group, the senior analyst Peter Vandenbempt projects Arthur Theate beside Ngoy and reports that Brandon Mechele, who started Tunisia, is likely to lose his place — a centre-back pairing assembled this week, in front of an otherwise elite goalkeeper, against opponents who will sit deep and counter.
On the projected XI — A consensus projection, not an official sheet — Garcia names his XI only on the FIFA team sheet on 15 June, and he admits to one or two uncertainties for one or two positions. This is built off the Tunisia send-off, the friendly closest to a first-choice side, and the post-Tunisia projections of Peter Vandenbempt for Sporza. The striker call has tipped clear of the ring it once carried: Garcia has said Lukaku will not start against Egypt, so De Ketelaere is the projected mobile No. 9, with the record scorer the obvious in-game and late-tournament replacement. The centre-back read has flipped toward Theate beside Ngoy, with Mechele — the Tunisia starter — reported likely to drop out, and Zeno Debast recovering separately at Tubize and not available for the opener (reportedly not before the round of 16). Castagne is the conservative pick at left-back over the more natural width of Maxim De Cuyper, who started the Croatia 3-5-2. Doku held the left against Tunisia and Trossard can begin from either flank, so do not hard-code the wide sides; the wing places (Trossard, Saelemaekers, Lukebakio) are themselves not committed.
The ceiling
The high-end case is a quarter-final-tier run, with an outside path to something louder if the bracket opens. Group G — Egypt, Iran and New Zealand, the openers staggered from Seattle on 15 June to Los Angeles on the 21st to Vancouver on the 26th — is no soft landing, but Belgium hold the best individual top end in it and enough veteran authority to manage the first round if the opener does not go sideways. The platform is there to be taken.
The football case rests on three supports. Courtois gives the back line an elite floor: a goalkeeper of his level changes the meaning of every chance conceded and lets an unsettled defence play with an authority it has not yet earned. Doku and Trossard mean Belgium no longer have to funnel every possession through De Bruyne's right foot — against Tunisia the wide men created around him rather than waiting on him, the single most important shift of the cycle. And Lukaku no longer has to be the Lukaku of 2018 to matter: if he can give thirty to sixty heavy, box-dominating minutes from the bench, Garcia keeps the rare luxury of a mobile De Ketelaere start and a direct Lukaku finish in the same match, a second striker plan inside the first.
The best version has Belgium topping the group, arriving in the knockouts with Lukaku sharper than he was on the second of June, and letting De Bruyne spend his energy on decisive actions rather than rescue missions. That team can beat a peer on the right night. It would feel less like the golden generation's final blaze than like a hybrid side finally accepting what it is — and on a good evening, with Courtois behind it and Doku in front of it, dangerous enough to make a deep run read as earned rather than fortunate.
The floor
The low-end version is no mystery; it is the failure mode Belgium know by heart. They dominate the ball, fail to turn dominance into early goals, and spend the second half looking slower than the names promise. Egypt can hurt them through Salah and the transition; Iran can compress the pitch and turn the night into a test of patience; New Zealand should be the release valve, but only once the harder work is already done. This is a side that has been undone before by exactly the disciplined low block it could not break, and the personnel who solved that puzzle in 2018 are mostly gone.
The selection backlash is part of the floor here, and unusually combustible. Let Belgium look blunt and Openda, Godts, Fofana and De Cat become ghosts on the touchline in the Flemish and francophone press alike. If the centre-back pairing is patched together and exposed for pace, Garcia's reshuffle — Theate in, Mechele out, Debast still at Tubize — becomes a live inquest before the group is even over. None of these is a tactical problem in isolation; each becomes one the moment the team fails to score and the country starts arguing with itself in two languages at once.
The realistic bad outcome is a tense second-place group finish, or an early knockout exit with the post-mortem under way before the final whistle. Belgium carry enough quality that a group-stage collapse would be a major failure rather than a hard-luck tale. But the line between controlled contender and old, second-guessed favourite is thinner than the squad list looks — and the heat, the unsettled defence and a striker held deliberately in reserve all sit on the wrong side of it.
Realistic aim
Set the hope against the dread and the honest aim is to win Group G and reach the knockouts with the centre-back hierarchy clearer than it is today and Lukaku's minutes climbing on schedule. A quarter-final would read as a successful tournament for this version of Belgium; a round earlier would turn heavily on opponent and performance. They are the clear favourite in their group and a talented outsider for the title, not a top-favourite certainty, and they would not claim to be. The single tell is the Egypt opener: if Belgium can score without needing Lukaku on the pitch, the whole reading of the tournament tilts in their favour.
Where it's won and lost
Strengths. Courtois behind a more conservative rest defence, the single biggest reason a back line still being assembled can play with authority; Onana and Tielemans giving De Bruyne a platform to roam; Doku's one-against-one threat against a low block, the antidote to Belgium's old sterile possession; Trossard's weak-side finishing; and the rare ability to change the whole striker picture from the bench — De Ketelaere's mobility to start, Lukaku's box gravity and set-piece presence to close — without changing the team around it.
Weaknesses. Centre-back uncertainty, with Debast absent and a Theate–Ngoy pairing put together this week and untested under real pressure for pace; a managed Lukaku leaving them without a true reference point from the first whistle; over-reliance on De Bruyne when the wide men's final ball goes loose; and the domestic pressure valve created by all the omitted attackers — not a tactical fault until Belgium fail to score, at which point it becomes the only thing anyone talks about.
The squad
Goalkeepers
The settled No. 1 and the single reason a back line still being assembled this week can play with any authority at all. At 34, with over a hundred caps behind him, Courtois is past his absolute athletic peak but squarely in the goalkeeper's long plateau, where reading and positioning do the work the legs once did; in a group where Iran will sit deep and concede little, the rare high-quality chance he swallows up is worth more than a flurry of routine ones. His season at Real Madrid was the usual near ever-present's load, around 32 LaLiga matches and 2,880 minutes, and he made notable saves in both June friendlies. The story around him is less decline than reconciliation: after a complicated and at times fractured national-team spell, he has been restored as the last adult in the room, and for Courtois, De Bruyne and Lukaku this is, in all likelihood, the final act of the generation that beat Brazil in 2018 and never lifted the trophy it always seemed a step from.
The second goalkeeper and, more than that, the chosen succession bet: at 23 and with a handful of caps, Lammens is the man Garcia is grooming to inherit the gloves once Courtois finally steps away. His move to Manchester United put him in a far harsher week-to-week spotlight than most understudies face, and a full Premier League season of minutes is the kind of seasoning a Belgian No. 2 rarely gets. Barring an injury to the man in front of him this is a tournament to watch and learn rather than to play, but the very fact he is here ahead of more familiar senior names tells you where the federation thinks the position is going.
The third goalkeeper and the most future-facing pick in the group, a towering 20-year-old carried along chiefly to absorb the experience of a major tournament. The choice of Penders over more established senior alternatives behind Courtois was one of Garcia's clearer statements of intent about the next cycle. A regular season in Ligue 1 with Strasbourg at his age is no small thing, and it is why he travels rather than an older safe pair of hands; he will not play unless something has gone badly wrong, but he is part of the first dance underneath the last.
Defenders
One of the living links to the bronze of 2018 and, on the projection, the right-back tasked with pushing on to tip Belgium's shape into a 3-2-5 when they pin a side in. At 34, with 79 caps and ten international goals to his name, Meunier is firmly a veteran, and the honest caveat is that he is no longer the repeat-sprint wing-back of Russia; he holds the right and advances in measured bursts rather than overlapping all night. A season back in Ligue 1 at Lille restored some rhythm after his time in Turkey. He is here for his reading of the game and his tournament memory as much as his legs, a member of the old spine being asked for one more June.
The left-footed centre-back who, in the final week, looks to have moved ahead of the Tunisia starter Brandon Mechele. Sporza's senior analyst Peter Vandenbempt projects Theate beside Ngoy in the opener, with Zeno Debast recovering apart from the group, and that pairing was effectively assembled this week and is untested under real tournament pressure. At 26 and with 33 caps Theate is in his prime years, a regular for Eintracht Frankfurt whose left foot gives the back line a natural balance it otherwise lacks. He is not one of the famous names, but the responsibility he has been handed — partnering a near-debutant in front of a goalkeeper of Courtois's standing against opponents who will sit deep and counter — is among the heaviest in the squad, and how he handles it will go a long way to deciding how Belgium's tournament reads.
The conservative pick at left-back, chosen on the projection over the more natural width of Maxim De Cuyper precisely because Garcia wants tournament steadiness behind a front line that already carries the risk. At 30, with 62 caps, Castagne is an experienced, two-footed full-back who can fill either flank — he started Tunisia on the right of a settled-looking unit — and that versatility is much of his value. A solid season at Fulham keeps him in the rhythm of week-to-week Premier League defending. He is rotation made starter by circumstance: not a glamour selection, but the kind of disciplined, positionally sound defender a side with an unsettled centre asks to hold the edges.
The revelation of the warm-up week and, at 23 with only a few caps, the most striking sign that this is a first dance underneath as much as a last dance at the top. Ngoy started both final friendlies and played the full ninety against Tunisia, and Vandenbempt singled him out as the reassurance of the past week — the centre-back with the strongest June evidence, climbing the hierarchy at exactly the moment Belgium needed someone to. He plays his club football at Lille. This is his first major tournament, and an unexpectedly central one: a young defender thrust into the recovery role at the heart of an experienced side, asked to grow up fast in front of Courtois. If he holds, he is a piece of Belgium's defence for the cycle to come.
The squad's recovery gamble, and at 22 the ball-playing centre-back Garcia most wants for the knockouts if his body allows it. Debast is the one member of the group not training with the rest, working separately at Tubize, and local reporting suggests he is unlikely to be available before the round of 16; he should not be projected into the early group XI despite a profile — tall, right-footed, comfortable starting moves under pressure — tailor-made for a possession side. Capped 26 times before his 23rd birthday and a regular at Sporting CP, he was picked on the bet that a fully recovered Debast deep in the tournament beats a fit alternative now. It is a wager the country has been relitigating since the squad was named, and his standing here is entirely contingent on how the recovery goes.
The veteran box defender who started the Tunisia send-off but, on the late projection, is reported likely to lose his place to Theate. At 33, with only a handful of caps despite years as a fixture of the Belgian league, Mechele is the unfashionable, experienced domestic option — a long-serving Club Brugge centre-half whose tournament call-up came late in a career mostly spent at home. His role is depth and a steadying alternative rather than a settled starter, and the centre-back picture is fluid enough that he could yet feature; but as things stand he is the man the final-week reshuffle moved out, an honest squad pick rather than a first-choice name.
An athletic centre-back option in his early twenties, valued for the recovery pace a back line short on it badly needs. De Winter, capped a handful of times, made the step up to AC Milan, and a season inside Serie A's defensive demands has rounded out a profile that suits the modern centre-half: quick, right-footed, able to defend space behind a high line. He sits in the chasing pack behind Ngoy, Theate and Mechele rather than the starting frame, but with the pairing assembled only this week he is a credible alternative if the opener exposes the unit for speed. This is his first major tournament, and part of the younger intake behind the old spine.
The more natural attacking left-back, the man who started the Croatia 3-5-2 experiment and offers the genuine left-sided width and delivery Castagne does not. At 25, with 18 caps and four international goals, De Cuyper is in the emerging-to-peak band, and his move to Brighton placed him in a system that suits his overlapping, crossing game. The projection has him narrowly behind Castagne for the opener because Garcia leaned conservative, but the call is live: if Belgium need to stretch a low block from the full-back, De Cuyper is the more obvious solution, and his is one of the squad's genuine positional battles rather than a settled depth role.
A 21-year-old left-back from the Club Brugge production line and one of the dozen debutants who give this squad an age profile the Qatar group did not carry. Capped only a few times, Seys is squad depth and a developmental selection rather than a tournament starter, the kind of young full-back brought into camp to learn the environment and offer cover on the left. There is little verified club-form line to lean on here beyond his standing as a promising domestic talent; what he represents is clearer than what he will do this summer — the future being seeded beneath the old spine.
Midfielders
The anchor of the rest defence and the physical base on which the whole plan rests — the screen in front of an unsettled back line and the shield that lets De Bruyne roam without leaving Belgium open. At 24 Onana is in the first flush of his peak, the present and future of the midfield rather than a holdover, and at 6'4" he gives the side the athletic ground-coverage it needs in the North American heat. His season at Aston Villa was a regular's load, around 25 Premier League appearances, 21 of them starts and some 1,760 minutes, with a couple of goals. With Tielemans beside him he forms the controlling platform; his job is the unglamorous one of being where the danger will be a pass before it arrives, and a deeper-lying option who can drop between the centre-backs when the full-backs push on.
The captain and the tempo-setter, the player who holds the controlling lane and sets the rhythm so that De Bruyne can gamble higher up the pitch. At 29 and with 84 caps Tielemans is in his prime, the steadying counterweight in the midfield triangle and the on-pitch authority once the free eight drifts forward; he also takes Belgium's set pieces. His season at Aston Villa, alongside Onana, ran to roughly 25 Premier League matches, 21 starts and near 1,860 minutes, with four assists, and he scored against Croatia in June. He bridges the eras as cleanly as anyone in the group — old enough to remember the tail of the golden generation, young enough to lead the next phase — and his positional discipline is precisely what keeps De Bruyne's risk from leaving the side exposed.
The high free eight through whom Belgium still turn possession into danger — the final pass, the early cross, the set piece, the shot from the edge of the box. This is no longer the all-running Manchester City version of his peak; at 34 it is a tournament specialist who is fed the game and spends his energy on decisive actions rather than covering every blade of grass. His first season at Napoli reflected exactly that managed late-career arc: in Serie A he made 18 appearances, 13 of them starts and around 1,170 minutes, with 5 goals and 2 assists, and he started both June friendlies and scored against Tunisia. The risk is plain and well-known to every opponent in Group G: if every difficult chance has to pass through his right foot, the attack becomes readable, which is why the most encouraging thing about the Tunisia performance was that Doku and Trossard created around him rather than standing and waiting. For De Bruyne, as for Courtois and Lukaku, this is almost certainly the last World Cup of a generation that promised a trophy and never delivered one, and the country knows a quiet exit would close the book on the best team it has ever had.
The elder statesman of the whole group, the 'papy' of the francophone framing, kept for his head and his voice rather than what he can still cover at full sprint. At 37, with 137 caps — more than any outfield player here — Witsel is unmistakably in his last dance, a living link to the side that finished third in 2018 and now experience insurance rather than a future-facing pick. He defied the calendar with a full season at Girona, starting some 30 of his 32 LaLiga matches, which is partly why Garcia trusted him to travel as the calming presence in a dressing room thick with young attackers. He will not anchor every game, but his reading of a match and his ability to sit in and steady it make him the kind of insurance a tournament squad values; that Garcia kept him over a younger option says how much the staff prize that experience.
A combative, ball-winning midfielder in his mid-twenties, the energetic depth behind the Onana–Tielemans axis. At 25 and with a dozen caps Raskin is emerging into the senior picture rather than established in it, and his football at Rangers has given him a steady diet of high-tempo, high-pressure matches well suited to the squad role he occupies. He scored once for Belgium and netted in the Tunisia rout, a useful reminder he can contribute beyond the dirty work. He is rotation and game-state cover — the kind of midfielder you bring on to settle or to chase — rather than a projected starter, part of the supporting cast Garcia has refreshed around the veterans.
The serial Belgian-league standout finally on a World Cup stage, a tall, technical attacking midfielder whose career has been built almost entirely at Club Brugge. At 33, with 33 caps that came late and sparingly relative to his domestic dominance, Vanaken is a veteran whose international recognition never quite matched his club standing; this is, in all likelihood, his one major tournament. His role here is squad depth and a different midfield profile — a press-resistant, line-breaking passer who can knit play in the final third if Garcia wants to change the picture. He is unlikely to start, but his selection rewards a long and decorated career at home.
Forwards
On the projection, the man trusted to lead the line against Egypt with Lukaku held back — the mobile No. 9 who plays the centre-forward role as a connector rather than a target, dropping off to drag a marker out and open the lane behind for a runner, the whole front line rotating around his movement. A year ago he was a useful option; at 25, in the band where promise hardens into a leading role, he has become central to the plan, the breakout into responsibility this squad needs from its younger half. At Atalanta he is a regular in a side that asks him to drift between the lines, and he started both final friendlies and scored against Tunisia. The pressure is sharp and double-edged: if he starts and does not score, the argument for Lukaku detonates within the hour, which makes this the most exposed tactical brief in the team after the back line. Get it right and he is Belgium's centre-forward for the next decade.
Belgium's all-time record scorer — 90 goals in 125 caps — and, for the opener at least, the managed hammer held in reserve rather than the man from the first whistle. Garcia has been explicit that the danger is to assume Romelu is ready to start against Egypt: he is in better shape than expected and scoring in training, but a club season of almost nothing — only 5 Serie A appearances at Napoli, no starts, around 40 minutes and a single goal — means he is capped for now at roughly twenty or thirty minutes, entering a little earlier than his late cameo against Croatia, where he scored in stoppage time. At 33 this is the veteran's last act, both irreplaceable and awkward: he gives Belgium a shape no other forward gives them, a back-line-pinning, box-dominating, set-piece presence, but his rhythm is desperately thin and the schedule of his minutes is the page's single biggest live note. The whole country has caught what the Flemish press calls Lukaku fever; Garcia's job has been to temper it while keeping the most decisive short-burst weapon in the squad ready for the hour mark. If his minutes climb on schedule, Belgium keep the rare luxury of a mobile De Ketelaere start and a direct Lukaku finish inside the same match.
The left-sided one-against-one winger whose job is to tear the first hole in a low block — the player who stops Belgium from looking old, because he creates panic before the tactical diagram has time to settle. He holds the width, receives early, and runs straight at the full-back; against Tunisia he was described as unstoppable on the left, the single clearest sign of the cycle's most important shift, from a side that waited on De Bruyne to one that creates around him. At 24 Doku is squarely in his prime and now a primary player rather than a young spark, central to the plan in a way he was not a cycle ago. His season at Manchester City ran to 30 Premier League appearances, 19 starts and around 1,780 minutes, with 5 goals and 5 assists. The caveat is end product: when his final ball is sharp Belgium look fresh and unpredictable, when it is loose they are back to De Bruyne having to solve everything alone — and if his delivery lands at this tournament, Belgium's ceiling moves with it.
The weak-side finisher and the clever foil who keeps Belgium's attack from collapsing into two soloists, drifting inside off the right to arrive late in the box when Doku draws the defence the other way. At 31, with 50 caps, Trossard is in his late prime, the kind of intelligent, two-footed forward whose movement opposite Doku stretches a back line in two directions at once; he can begin from either flank, which is part of his value. His season at Arsenal was a productive rotation-and-more role, around 31 Premier League matches, 21 starts and some 2,000 minutes, with 6 goals and 6 assists, and he opened the scoring against Tunisia. If Lukaku is managed his goals matter more; if Lukaku starts, his job is to keep the attack from becoming one-dimensional. Either way he is the quiet structural piece that makes Doku and De Bruyne feel like a system rather than a pair of individuals.
A direct, left-footed wide forward and the most established of the bench attackers competing for the right flank and impact minutes. At 28, with 29 caps and five international goals, Lukebakio is in his peak years but not in the projected eleven, a rotation option whose pace and one-against-one threat give Garcia a different look from distance or off the bench. His move to Benfica kept him at a serious European level after his time in Spain. The wing places behind Doku and Trossard are not firmly committed, so he is in the mix for late-game and squad-rotation minutes rather than mere depth — a useful changer of pace when a tired low block needs running at again.
A versatile, tireless wide player who can fill several roles down the right — winger, wing-back, or the runner in a back-three variant, as he was in the Croatia experiment. At 26 and with 24 caps Saelemaekers is in his prime, and his football at AC Milan, where his work rate and tactical flexibility are prized, is exactly why he travels: he gives Garcia the option to change shape without changing personnel. He is rotation and a tactical Swiss-army option rather than a projected starter, the kind of two-way runner a manager values precisely when a plan needs adjusting at the hour mark.
A 21-year-old wide attacker and one of the dozen debutants refreshing the squad, brought in for the fresh running profile a side with managed veterans needs from its bench. With only a couple of caps, Moreira is squad depth and a developmental bet rather than a tournament starter; a season of minutes at Strasbourg has begun to harden the promise. There is little verified club-form line to dwell on beyond his standing as a high-ceiling young forward, and Garcia's choice of him over more familiar names is part of the same profile-over-popularity logic that runs through the whole 26 — the future being given a first taste of the stage.
The late wildcard, the all-but-uncapped forward whose inclusion became the clearest emblem of Garcia's profile-over-popularity selection. At 21, eligible for Belgium through a FIFA resolution that arrived in time to make him a World Cup joker, Fernandez-Pardo was preferred to a row of fan-favourite names — and the football case is straightforward: a productive Ligue 1 season at Lille of some 29 matches, 27 starts and around 2,380 minutes, with 8 goals and 5 assists, plus the height and mobility to play through the middle or off either flank. That is real evidence, not a hunch. This is his first major tournament and a pure shop window, a fresh running option while Lukaku is nursed; whether he features or not, his selection over more established attackers is one of the squad's defining generational bets and the kind of cold-blooded call that becomes a national argument the moment Belgium fail to score.
- Garcia's final twenty-six is profile over popularity: the all-but-uncapped Lille forward Matias Fernandez-Pardo came in as a late wildcard, while Lois Openda — the biggest omission at home and abroad — plus Michy Batshuayi and a row of fan-favourite youngsters (Mika Godts, Nathan De Cat, Jorthy Mokio, Malick Fofana) were all left at home. The cuts were treated as the referendum on his authority.
- Twelve of the twenty-six are bound for their first major tournament — the local framing that keeps this from being read as pure veteran nostalgia. The fresh intake (Fernandez-Pardo, Moreira, Seys, Ngoy, Penders, Lammens) sits beneath an old spine.
- The striker call for the opener has effectively been made: Garcia has said Lukaku will not start against Egypt and is limited to twenty or thirty minutes, leaving De Ketelaere as the mobile No. 9 from the first whistle and the record scorer as a managed substitute, entering a little earlier than his late Croatia cameo.
- The centre-back picture has shifted late and against the Tunisia starter: with Zeno Debast recovering apart from the group at Tubize and out for the opener — reportedly not back before the round of 16 — Sporza's Peter Vandenbempt projects Theate beside Ngoy and reports Brandon Mechele likely to lose his place. The left-back lean is the conservative Castagne over the natural width of De Cuyper.
- Behind Courtois, the choice of Penders and Lammens over more familiar senior goalkeepers signals a deliberate succession plan, while keeping the veteran Axel Witsel is experience insurance rather than a future-facing pick. Official World Cup shirt numbers, published on 29 May, kept the 9 on Lukaku's back and gave 17 to De Ketelaere, 25 to Ngoy, 3 to Theate and 26 to Fernandez-Pardo.
The group
Where they come from
For most of the twentieth century Belgium were a country other nations were content to be drawn against — present at the very first World Cup in Uruguay in 1930, a regular of more than a dozen finals since, respected without being feared. The turn came in the high summer of 1986 in Mexico. Carried by the towering Jan Ceulemans and a twenty-year-old Enzo Scifo, the Red Devils outlasted the Soviet Union 4-3 after extra time in one of the great round-of-16 epics, edged Spain on penalties in the quarter-final, and reached the semis before Diego Maradona settled the matter almost single-handed. Fourth place felt like a coming of age; Scifo left with the young-player award and a country that suddenly believed it belonged.
Then, the better part of three decades later, came the golden generation, and with it the finest run Belgian football has ever produced. A side built around Eden Hazard, Kevin De Bruyne, Romelu Lukaku and Thibaut Courtois reached the last eight in Brazil in 2014 and, at Russia 2018, touched its high-water mark: two down to Japan in the round of 16 and back to win 3-2 with a stoppage-time counter broken the length of the pitch; a 2-1 dismantling of Brazil in the quarter-final that remains the best ninety minutes the nation has ever played; a narrow semi-final defeat to the eventual champions France; and a 2-0 win over England for third place, the country's deepest finish at a World Cup. For a long stretch they sat top of the world rankings. The trophy never arrived. The swagger did.
The paradox underneath the whole story is the scale of the talent against the scale of the country. Belgium is a nation of barely eleven million, divided down its middle between a Dutch-speaking Flemish north and a francophone south, with two football cultures, two press packs and two sets of pundits arguing over the same eleven men in two languages. The golden generation was the dividend of a federal academy overhaul in the 2000s that, for one extraordinary cycle, produced more high-class footballers per head than anywhere on earth — a small country that taught itself, briefly, to out-produce giants. The cruelty was in the timing: they peaked together and they aged together. The conveyor belt did not stop, but it never again delivered a Hazard and a De Bruyne and a Courtois in the same intake, and a generation assembled all at once cannot be retired in instalments.
The fall was nearly as steep as the climb. Qatar 2022 closed the chapter at the group stage, a tired and fractious side that looked older and more spent than its reputation, undone by a goalless draw with Croatia in which the fissures were aired in public. Euro 2024 under Domenico Tedesco did nothing to restore the aura. So the federation did the unsentimental thing and looked outside: in January 2025 it hired the Frenchman Rudi Garcia, the first time in years the job went to a man with no stake in the legend, asked not to curate a movement but to wring one more serious tournament from a squad caught between eras. The emotional throughline into 2026 writes itself — a proud generation that always seemed a step from the title and never reached it, granted one last run with fresh legs grafted on around the old spine, and a country quietly aware that this is the last time the spine will be there at all.
What it means back home
Belgium go to a World Cup carrying a peculiar double pressure: the memory of how good they once were, and the fear of treating the first round as routine. The mood at home is caught less by "Belgium expect to win the group easily" than by "Belgium know this group gives them no excuse," which is the heavier kind of expectation. Garcia and the federation have worked to lower the external temperature, casting the side as outsiders with ambition rather than favourites with an obligation, precisely because the country has been burned before by assuming the group stage was a formality. Qatar is still raw, and the squad has just departed Tubize for its Seattle base on the shore of Lake Washington with the whole of that history packed alongside the kit.
The psychodrama is split in two, the way the country is. Flemish and francophone outlets agree the draw is manageable, but the two press packs — Sporza and HLN in the north, RTBF and the francophone dailies in the south — will run the same arguments in two languages, and the omissions give them plenty to chew over. Let Belgium look blunt and every absent attacker becomes a stick; let De Ketelaere or Lukaku have a quiet night and the other becomes a campaign. Underneath it sits the truth nobody quite says aloud: for Courtois, De Bruyne and Lukaku this is almost certainly the last act of a generation that promised a trophy and never delivered one, and the whole country understands that a quiet exit would close the book on the best team it has ever had.
Team news
- out Zeno Debast — Confirmed unavailable for the Egypt opener. He is the only member of the squad not training with the group, recovering separately at Tubize; local reporting suggests he is unlikely to be available before the round of 16, so he should not be projected into the early group XI despite his ball-playing pedigree.
- monitoring Romelu Lukaku — Available and scored against Croatia after entering on 2 June, and on again against Tunisia, but Garcia has confirmed he will not start against Egypt: still short of normal club rhythm, capped for now at roughly twenty to thirty minutes, entering a little earlier than his late Croatia cameo. The minutes ramp through the group and into any knockout is the live question.
- monitoring Charles De Ketelaere — A tactical rather than medical watch, and now the projected starter: he led the line in both final friendlies and scored against Tunisia, and with Lukaku held back he is the mobile No. 9 for the opener.
- monitoring Arthur Theate — Reported by Sporza's Peter Vandenbempt as the projected left centre-back beside Ngoy, ahead of the Tunisia starter Brandon Mechele — the late shift in the back line with Debast out, untested as a pairing under tournament pressure.
- monitoring Nathan Ngoy — Started both final friendlies and played the full match against Tunisia; described by Vandenbempt as the revelation and reassurance of the past week, and the centre-back with the strongest June evidence.
How we built this
Assembled from the outlets and analysts that cover Belgium closely, then fact-checked. The probable XI is a consensus projection — the official team is only named on matchday.
- RBFA / KBVB / URBSFA (official federation hub) · Dutch / French / English
- FIFA (squad lists, Garcia interview, friendly previews) · English / French
- Sporza / VRT (Garcia pressers, 4-3-3 return, Lukaku updates) · Dutch
- DH / Les Sports+ (Garcia press conference 5 June, back-four confirmation) · French
- voetbal24.be (Vandenbempt projected XI, Theate–Ngoy, Mechele) · Dutch
- RTBF Sport (selection numbers, francophone framing) · French
- L'Équipe (Belgium 5-0 Tunisia tactical report) · French
- Walfoot (Tunisia match report / ratings; World Cup shirt numbers) · French
- L'Avenir / La Libre (Garcia 'une ou deux incertitudes', Debast at Tubize) · French
- Le JDE / Sporza (Seattle departure, Lake Washington base) · French / Dutch
- Sportnet.hr / Sky Sports (Croatia 0-2 Belgium) · Croatian / English
- New Straits Times / AFP ('temper Lukaku fever'); BBC / FourFourTwo (omissions, fitness context) · English