Andrew Hughes ⭑ From A-Z since '92
Andy Hughes helped Leeds rediscover its sense of footballing self, and helped ensure the club was delivered from its worst times with some of its favourite memories.
Andy Hughes helped Leeds rediscover its sense of footballing self, and helped ensure the club was delivered from its worst times with some of its favourite memories.
It was a shock, for anyone who hadn't kept up Andy Gray's career, to see the one-time inheritor of Uncle Eddie's balletic wingplay now a big targetman heading in a free-kick.
I can imagine Howard Wilkinson, in his more wistful moments, remembering that Andy Couzens never gave him any trouble, never let him down, fond of him in ways he never was about Tomas Brolin.
If joining Leeds was a surprise to Pedraza, he didn't show it, striding purposely into Huddersfield's half and forcing a save from 25 yards as if Championship football was easy.
Haaland was serious about not taking things too seriously, and it was a big difference for Leeds to have a player in the middle with so much personality.
When, years from now, fans are still remembering screamers by him, Mowatt can be satisfied that he did what he set out to do in football: be noticed.
The indignity is not necessarily his heritage or his puking, but that Leeds could just as easily signed any of a hundred other players who didn't look like Steve Bruce who would have been exactly the same.
Alan Thompson looked like everything when Leeds United were desperately trying to avoid relegation to League One in 2007. What he looked like, in essence, was a new Gordon Strachan.
Outside Swansea, I doubt Alan Tate ever made anyone happier than he made Neil Warnock when he joined Leeds United.
Fate might not always give our captains everything they deserve, but the good ones aren't playing for fate. They're playing for us.