When my son went for his Academy trial, they played a game against a Tottenham development side. At one point they broke free and my boy decided to come charging out of his goal to me muttering "What the fck are you doing" under my breath. It really was touch and go whether he'd get there, it was 20 yards or more out. He gets there just a head of the Tottenham striker, nutmegs him, spins around him and clips the ball down the wing into the path of his winger. I nearly needed a change of underwear, but he got signed after that game. I am certain that move got him noticed and signed.
I watched Jorgensen come charging into no man's land and got away with it in front of Rosenoir, and I was back there again. Oh god, what kind of hell are we all in for.