There is something a little mesmeric about Phil Foden. He has this unidentifiable quality of making you believe something special could be developing.
His jolting gait is so unorthodox. The way he passes a football bears resemblance to Bernhard Langer’s precise putting on the greens, all right angles and long handles.
Foden is that bit different, almost deliberately unpolished. It is to Manchester City’s credit that his idiosyncrasies were never coached out of him in the academy.
The way Phil Foden passes a ball bears resemblance to Bernhard Langer’s precise putting
Watching the 18-year-old slug it out on the Rodney Parade cabbage patch — fiercely controlling midfield in the mud, scoring two thumping goals and carrying possession impressively — was to see him grow further.