All good players, but for vastly different reasons. I know who I would rather have watched, who got me out of my seat on more than one occasion, who had me open-mouthed at the sheer beauty, skill and audacity of his skills and it wasn't any of this list. I saw the famous 'great' Man Utd team of the sixties with Best, Law, Charlton and all those get comfortably beaten at White Hart Lane one Wednesday evening with barely a whimper in return. What has any of this to do with Cortese and his over-enlarged ego gland?