Afternoon all and welcome to Tottenham Hotspur v Leicester City!

And here comes Tielemans through midfield, so obviously Sissoko scissors in. He avoids a booking, but it's a fair summation of the game so far.

Bit of possession for Spurs. They really need to get closer to Tielemans, and that might entail a change of formation because 4-4-2, diamond or not, doesn't really allow for that kind of thing.

Another nice pass from Tielemans, who takes a pass, turns, and rolls Barnes in behind Trippier. The ensuing cut-back is decent too, but Maddison, who really needs to address his finishing, loops a sweep wide.

Ghezaal lays off and Rose takes the opportunity to leave one on him. It's not much but it's enough, and he's booked.

But here come Spurs! Trippier snaps a square ball into Eriksen, who plays into Llorente. Behind him, Son anticipates the hold-up touch and takes over, spreading to Rose down the left. He nips inside Ricardo, drives a low shot, and Schmeichel does well to repel it before the flag goes up against Llorente.

Tielemans is loving this, and sets Ghezaal away with another perceptive pass. Nothing comes of it, but he is easily the key figure in this game so far.

Son is back involved immediately, dashing down the left before Ricardo sees him into touch. Meanwhile, on the touchline, Rose accepts treatment.

Spurs have been listless so far. They need to get Eriksen on the ball ... and here he is, diddling Ndidi then sliding a pass through to Son that doesn't make it; Maguire intercepts, Son falls, and is booked for diving. He is not impressed, and that's even before he endures the shame of a lecture from Harrance Maguire.

Sissoko flights a pass out to Trippier - he really does, I promise! - and he aims a cross at Llorente ... but it's just too strong.

Spurs need to wake up here. We've seen over the last few weeks that Leicester are good enough to bother any side, but usually they've had to do so from behind. Here, they've started properly, and that could be a problem for the home side.

Leicester are into this! Tielemans slides a lovely pass inside Trippier and Barnes is onto it, but he can only lash across Lloris and wide. Not by much, but by enough.

Leicester win a free-kick on the right touchline and Maddison swings it to the back post, where Maguire has escaped the indolent Llorent. His traction-engine head gets there too, only to thump at Lloris, who tips over. Then, from the corner, Evans is up in the middle of the box, but can only direct his header over the top. Two good chances, wasted.

Nothing whatsoever to do with football ... except for the fact that it's brilliant.

Son hares forward, chops himself into space, and loses his footing.

Rose finds Llorente, who clips a luscious ball out wide to Trippier, but Evans heads his cross away. He and Maguire are developing into a very nice partnership.

Spurs move it quickly through midfield, Eriksen to Llorente, and the ball goes wide to Rose, whose looping cross falls for Trippier when Chilwell charges it like a child in the playground. His shot is deflected behind for a corner which comes to nothing.

On the bench, Vardy chews gum with significant aggression. I think he's offering us a morse code message.

Spurs set us away. They have three players lined up on one side of the centre-circle, but the long ball goes into touch.

The players do more hugging and that. All the difference.

Here they come!

The players are tunnelled and hugging.