Gazza? Maradona? Farke, mate, you would have loved Bill Fotherby. But we need to avoid letting the idea of a no.10 become a white whale, chasing an obsession while losing a season to the assumption that no no.10 equals no creativity.
The ref might have been tempted to follow Daniel Farke around with his card ready if smug eyebrows were against the rules of the game.
Maybe Daniel Farke got what he wanted from this game, but in that case, why did he want these things? Sometimes what is deemed best for the football team and its players and manager is not what is best for the football club and its fans.
Right now Elland Road is an invitation to limbo, and not the cool fun kind where you dance under a pole; the rubbish kind, where you go to a game but nothing that you see is actually what is going on.
Daniel Farke says winning 22-0 "never happens", but Leeds look better when they believe it's worth a try.
What makes Rutter a brilliant player is the speed with which his body expresses his intelligence. To watch a player processing and executing this way is like watching someone inventing a calculator.
Now it is summer and the sun is shining, but Leeds look great, and won't go wrong if they turn that into being great.
Our team does not yet look like the team that will canter to the EFL Championship title this coming season, but at Harrogate on Friday it looked different to the one that cantered into a brick wall at the end of their last campaign.
When Bielsa placed his hands on Christiansen's shoulders before this game began the moment passing between them contained multitudes, from Vurnon Anita to Jay-Roy Grot.
The goal was the beginning of the end. A sinking feeling, a knowing glance. A resorting to hope — maybe it'll be different, this time — that was contradicted every time you looked at the players.