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An entertaining read indeed: "..... Under Garry Monk he is utilised as their central attacking midfielder — the crafty arctic fox trotting behind the bludgeoning, bear-like force of Wilfried Bony. ... It means Gylfi’s role is one of darting into spaces and picking out passes so delicious they might as well be made from Coco Pops. Compare it to last season when that number 10 role was occupied by the more angry-moose-in-an-infant-school approach of Jonjo Shelvey and Gylfi’s contribution becomes even more apparent. .... "
If you can fill the unforgiving minute.
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!