If Leeds have an inspiration at the moment it's Raphinha, leading by glowering, frustrated example, yelling at the crowd to give the ball back, yelling at the bench about the game, yelling at his teammates to get in the box for one of his not so long-throws.
Leeds United were brave, in 2018, hiring Marcelo Bielsa to change the club's culture. But Premier League paranoia was too powerful in the end.
Some players get a moment like this once in a career. Most right-backs get them never. But Leeds United's return to the top has been punctuated by days of Ayling dragging us there.
Marcelo Bielsa's obsessive practice of his life's work gives football the true seriousness it needs for us to remember that it's only a game.
Marcelo Bielsa should be a football club owner's dream. Can you help him? No. He is here to help you.
Marcelo Bielsa, of course, will never give up, and that's why they say he's going to lose his job.
Birth, marriage, sex, work, death, religion and salvation in the hereafter. Football has beaten down and replaced them all. But when this film interweaves interviews with Everton's actual players, such consuming football passion turns ominous.
LUFC kissing cousins the 49ers were going for the Super Bowl, against a team that looked like LUFC should.
Time for some good old fashioned pathetic fallacy, Jimmy Garoppolo dragging a sled of brandy like a rescue husky through a blizzard.
Don't forget the Niners have hitched themselves to the Leeds United funtrain, and anything play-off related just isn't going to be that easy.