I know we don't usually remember players from other teams, but Tommy is one I remember fondly. Born and raised in Liverpool, he played for his home town team for 18 years through most of its glory days from the old Second Division to champions of Europe. A player who rarely crossed the halfway line, never mind scoring goals, my fondest memory of him is scoring what turned out to be the winning goal in the Reds' first European Cup win. He was not a regular by then and only played because Phil Thompson was injured. What a moment that must have been for him! He was a good, old-fashioned, wholehearted footballer who would have played for nothing, unlike the mercenaries of today. RIP, Tommy.