He was a magician with the ball, beating opponents for fun and his left foot was magical, truly magical. There is a reason why so many rate him the greatest ever. Added to that, his trickery was done on terrible pitches a lot of the time, rather than the modern day bowling greens.

Strong as an ox, with a low centre of gravity, he was almost impossible to knock off the ball. Opponents would bounce off him.

They would kick seven bells out of him, hammering him every time he got the ball with waist high challenges of a kind that are outlawed now, but he kept on going. It was like they were kicking a tank for all the good it did.

More of a scorer of great goals than a great goal scorer. He scored some wonderful and incredibly important goals at times though he was never a goal machine.

Dragged an awful Argentina side to a World Cup almost completely single-handedly. Did the same for Napoli in Serie A. His achievements are incomparable.

A wand of a left foot, one of the best dribblers of the modern era and a beautiful touch on the ball.

Deceptively strong, which enables him to hold off defenders and to keep hold of the ball on the run under challenge.

Durable enough to very rarely miss games through injury but he does not face the kind of punishment players had to take years ago.

Scores goals like a machine. If he was better at taking penalties, there is no telling how many goals he would have scored in his career.

Won plenty of personal trophies and titles with an outstanding team, in Barcelona, but struggled when it comes to having to raise the game of those around him.