And so we come to the final nomination of the evening. This player once scored six goals for Logica FC - he also scored the goal that won the club its first trophy and he did this with a twisted ankle and able only to limp around the field on one leg. This player is, of course, Mr Kevin Spence.

It is a little known fact that Kevin and I debuted for Logica FC in the same game forming a formidable partnership up front. We shared responsibilities: Kevin scored all the goals and I ... errrr ... ok let’s move on. Kevin scored twice in that game and I scored once; and if that ratio had continued throughout the subsequent years then I would be a happy man.

Kevin left Logica FC but wanted to keep on playing - I thought it would be reasonable that as the club was Logica FC and not money-grabbing-capitalist contractor FC that he should be allowed to do so but only as substitute. This moral policy lasted for one half of one game after which he continued as first choice. A club policy that has thankfully continued to this day.

Kevin has filled most positions on the pitch with distinction but, for me, it is an out and out striker for which he will be remembered. If blessed for one talent above any other it must surely be for his clinical finishing - I struggle to remember any wasted opportunity in front of goal even in the warm-up before the game. Here, Logica FC would continue the tradition of frightening the opposition by blazing the ball over the bar for the helpless custodian to tire himself out collecting. Kevin would simply step up and from any distance strike the ball cleanly, along the ground, with either foot straight into the corner.

It was the same in the match itself - the ball was dispatched with the minimum fuss. Worryingly, I am told that Kevin is learning the art of unnecessary over-elaboration from the master himself Mr Mark Abbott. I hope that this is just rumour.

Even when moving back into midfield Kevin continued his no-fuss approach to the game - you give me the ball and I’ll give it to someone else. His fitness continues to astonish. Kevin plays the game the way it should be played, simply. If anyone thinks that this is damning with faint praise then you should remember that playing the game simply is technically probably the most difficult thing that you can do.

It is probably only the early onset of senile dementia that has kept Kevin playing for so long - he has simply forgotten how old he is and that his legs should be incapable of doing the running that they do. There is simply no greater praise than to say that Kevin was always the first name on my team sheet and, I suspect, the first name on the team sheets of all subsequent managers.

To you , the voters, I commend Mr Kevin Spence.