Where there is discord, he brings harmony. Where there is despair, he brings hope. Where there is a rampaging striker bearing down on Vince Bartram, he brings a goal-saving challenge. Paul Smith can tackle with the precision of laser eye surgery, threading his legs through the busiest of midfield scraps. On form, he bosses matches with a wide-elbowed swagger, his snaky dummies and turns bypassing clay-footed opponents. It seems incongruous now that he faded from the climax of our promotion season, but how gloriously he bounced back to breeze through our (and his) first-ever season in Division One. Would be a Premiership player if his shooting matched the other aspects of his game.
218 apps, 16 goals