Watching Jimmy Case so drunk he was unable to speak walk and looking like someone who queues up at 8.30am outside Wetherspoons when we had the Albion do at the grand was fun.
Remember getting him to phone your Sheffield Weds supporting boss to taunt him about his FA Cup semi final goal? Seemed like such a good idea at the time, shame he couldn't manage to get a single word out and resorted to weird grunting noises.