Breaking the rules a little here and offering 5 subs, rather than the 4 I’ve been asked to include. But hey – what the hell. Live life on the edge from time to time. I’ve also chosen not to include a keeper – who needs them anyway?
Sub 1: Gerry Taggart
Not the classiest player I’ve ever seen (though not too shabby all the same), but big Ged gets in here purely through being honest, committed, solid and as hard as nails.
Sub 2: Fernando Hierro
In sharp contrast, possibly the classiest player I’ve ever seen. Seemingly capable of finding all the time in the world on the ball, Fernando never put a foot wrong and had an outstanding passing range. A calming influence and a true class act, what the Reebok faithful would have given to have seen him in the shirt some 5 or 10 years earlier.
Sub 3: Paul Wahurst
A blinding passer of a ball. Phenomenal in fact. Another who was classy and also built like a tank (a quality I like to see in a footballer, though not for any dodgy reasons I hasten to add). Plus he wore tassles on his socks – a fashion statement that would have Trinny, Susannah and Gok Wan cooing like a gaggle of over-rated, talentless tosspots.
Sub 4: Ivan Campo
Fan favourite. Maverick, unpredictable and brilliant. Loves the club, loves the fans, attracts fouls like no player I’ve ever seen, gets away with fouls like no player I’ve ever seen and is the only BWFC player I’ve ever seen who is well into double figures when it comes to patting other player’s rear-ends. Read both his open letters on Guillem Balague's web-page (http://www.guillembalague.com/guestwriter.php) – more tear-inducing than watching Secret Millionaire whilst chopping up a 5kg bag of onions and simultaneously dipping your todger into a bottle of Dettol.
Sub 5: John McGinlay
Goes without saying. Has to be included. 90’s legend, club legend, goal scorer extraordinaire and legendary beer monster. What more can you say?