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Gone far too soon. There’s a lovely tribute on Facebook by Elvis Costello and his wife, the pianist Diana Krall (couldn’t figure out how to post unfortunately).
Not the first time the ‘authentic football experience’ has been part of our unique selling point.
When we were relegated to League 1, ‘Real Football, Real Fans’ was the slogan considered most likely to flatter the support base and make us feel slightly better about ourselves.
The most sustained centre circle activity I can recall occurred in the early 80’s when the myopic playmaker of our amateur football club’s 6th XI lost a contact lens in the middle of the pitch.
For the next 20 minutes both teams - and the referee (to maintain the topicality of the thread) took to all fours in what I’m happy to say was an ultimately successful effort to locate the small disc of flexible plastic.
First half looked like a 4-4-2 diamond to me with Madsen at the top behind the two strikers, Kamara at the base with Saito and Vale either side. Second half looked like a flatter midfield four but I lost track after all the substitutions (which may explain why punditry was never likely to be a career option for me!)
Edit: Always helps if you can spell their names (sorry, Glen!)