For one moment, try to get that catchy Man City chant out of your head and read on for a different tribute to the complete footballer.

"To be a top four side, the club need to get away from the philosophy of pretty football."

"To be a star of the world cup, you have to get to the final and win it".

Judging by his most famous adages, Alan Hansen is hardly inclined to spout inpromptu supportive comments enriched with compassion often, and especially without a sense of the sort of ominous hindsight which haunted him years on from onnouncing "you don't win anything with kids", amid the Man United era throughout the 90s. The man in football he is, seldom does he leap to praise. Instead, the distinct cynic he is, he analyses each and every goal and picks out criticism of the defending.

Considering Yaya Toure is regarded by Alan Hansen as "multi-talented and versatile", all must take note.  This man must have an outstanding prowess, such that it warranted Hansen's mouth to be moved. This man, as sensitive and humble as they come - well, by the average footballers' superstar egotism, it is no mean fete, but this is no average footballer.

The question is: does the tiki style have to be portrayed by diminutive 5-ft Spanish midielders to taka? Toure's play suggests he begs to differ; a convention-defyin playmaker originating rom Southern Africa. In turn, not even Alan Hansen can refute players with a door-framed torso and legs the size of tree trunks relating to tiki-taka incompetence.

Additionally, Toure disproves the aformentioned mantras (see above quotes) cliched by the acid tongue of an ex-multiple medal winner stuck in his glorious past with Liverpool.

Mr. Hansen, have Man City broken into the elusive top four by deploying effective football? Last season, the promised land of City's first league title was reached. The set-up was spearheaded by three players who are familiar with Spain's stereotypical high tempo, short passing. Aall three had thrived in  Spain's La Liga renowned or highly fashionable football. What is ugly about that?

One could argue that without Sergio Aguero, David Silva and Yaya Toure, the league crown would have escaped the blue side of Manchester.

And Mr.Hansen, Yaya Toure is an undisputable star, granted that he has not and most likely won't go onto win the the World cup. It's a futile objective to have been a member of Pep Guardiola's revelution at a Barcelona destined for glory; becoming an FA cup winner thanks to single-handedly conjouring up crucial Semi-final and final strikes; plus a Premier League champion as an integral part of the campaign and not be a global household name.

Alan Hansen never fails to narrow-mindedly swear by questionable, outdated defensive tact which was successful in his playing days, not to even mention a dispute of victory against the odds. Yaya Toure is something else. He is a player to whom Hansen reluctanatly holds his hands up to gratify.

Afterall, what were the chances of an African enlightening the Premier League, and Champions League and La Liga with sumptuous elegance? Nothing is impossible with the extensive scouting networks of modern times. Of course, there will always be the original 'homegrown, not artificial' argument with regards to limited amounts of first team opportunities available for academy graduates due to an abundance of imports being snapped up en route to scouring all continents for talents; a system most prominent at bigger clubs. The effects of this investment strategy to the national team remain up for debate. However, a diamond in the rough like Yaya Toure are scarcely unearthed in England. Since learning his trade in Europe at Monaco and ,notably, Barcelona, the boy from Bouake has grown from one in a million African grassroots players into one in a million overseas players to have graced the Premier League. Whether it is worth sacrificing a national team's long-term future to behold phenomenal starlets such as Toure in England should be assessed. For now, fans up and down the country must admire the man who personifies ultimate end products of scouting prosperity.

There are two sides to Yaya on a pitch: one mirrors solely a composed defensive midfielder interchanging the ball freely, as if he had missed donning red and blue. It was a role which saw him carefully probing the midfield. He allowed the likes of Iniesta, Xavi and messi to express themselves in the final third of the Nou Camp pitch at Barcelona.

The other represents how Usain Bolt would play football.He drives on from the halfway line, sometimes loping with the ball. He hustles past one. He bustles past another. He runs wild towards goal. Neutrals and particularly Man City fans alike value this sight as their favourite. It's a real joy to watch and enough to put anyone leaning forward on the edge of their seat. He has an edge more synonomous to a sniffling American footballer raring to go and fling himself forcefully into opposition counterparts, than a likeable, laid-back Ivorian displaying flamboyant pearly whites.

The on-pitch utility man's quietly effecient Kolo, although a centre half, is another cavalier controller of a football, earning a reputation for a calm and collected approach. Yaya is unlike Kolo in that he can scamper forward, in the hope of changing the complexion of a game in an advanced position. Less than cavalier, "beastly" entirely denotes Yaya's rangy style as a forward.

The beast is refrained inside an hour of a routine game. Still, the beauty of the beast can be seen picking teammates to caress the ball across the field to, oozing finesse. This is no aimless passer, but a dynamo as assertive as a messacre whipping off a tablecloth and plotting locations on a map, in where he instructs his men to conquer.

An hour played. The deadlock is yet to be broken in all thanks to resilient defending from the home team at a prominent fortress: Newcastle's Sports Direct Arena. The second half exchanges are herculean efforts at the top level. Tiresome defences employ the power of will, grit and zeel to see them denying their visitors through to 90 minutes. The Toon's stance is a prime example.

It's time for Toure to excel. Owner Mancini unlocks the defensive chains holding Toure back, in need of a goal. Now Mn City's protagonist is unleashed and hungry to attack with scampering menace. Next beckons a physical battle Yaya Kong revels in. King Toure comes out to play.

Toure was the difference on that penultimate game of the season to set up a historic finale. He found space within a secure defence on two occasions late on. Man City and Toure claimed a 2-0 win, which progressed vital momentum going into what the media had dubbed as Premier League "D Day". We all know the rest.