To answer my own question, do his own version of crop-circles ten yards outside our own penalty area, then get very lucky that the ref awards a generous free-kick when inevitably loses possession.
Three shirt buttons, you say? Can't help but feel that you're being a tad over-optimistic there. But don't knock LVs, they were a remarkably flexible form of currency, particularly with Cynthia Payne.
Now, now - we were once within an inch of moving our ground to what is technically Eastleigh (Stoneham Lane). As I recall it was Fred Dineage (of all people) who stopped us.
Is that all you have to say about the guy who has picked up the pieces after three years of complete mismanagement by Jones, Martin, Sellés, Jurić and Still?