I was discussing footy with a colleague the other day, talking about the ins and outs of our teams and lists and he blurted out "What is it with you and the nobodies?".
At first I was a bit taken aback (I had to point out that All Australian Matthew Boyd is far from a nobody), but then I thought about it later and realised he had a point. For as long as I've been taking football seriously (about 95 I became seriously interested again and by 2000 I was a Dogs tragic once more), it seems my favourite players have always been the strugglers, battlers and triers. If anyone ever asked me my favourite player, it was always someone they'd never or barely heard of. What does that say about me (maybe don't answer that)? Does anyone else feel the same way?
Don't get me wrong, I love our champions, but there's something about the desperate fringe dweller I can't help feeling endeared towards.
Here's a list of said players from then to now:
Curley
Croft
Cox
Montgomery
Contessa
West M
Robbins
Harrison
Birss
Hargrave
McGuiness
Boyd
Cross
Morris
Morgan
Addison (of course)
Tiller
Callan
Wood
Picken
See what I mean?
My friend Warren once said he felt the same about the battlers, until they reached a stage (Morris, Boyd etc) that they no longer needed him and he moved onto the next struggler. I like to think maybe there's something in that. Boyd is a good example. I still love him, but don't desperately hope he succeeds like when he first came on scene, because he's made it now. Obviously there are others now on that list that don't need me any more, but I'm always on the lookout for fresh new blood.