We've all got our sporting heroes - Alan Ball in his white boots was the first to break my heart. Neville Southall who was caked in mud before the first whistle blew, we were all on first-name terms with Gareth, Gerald, JPR and Merv the Swerve. That goal by Mark Hughes at The Racecourse. Likely lads Joey Jones and Mickey Thomas (although Graham Whittle was always my favourite from the 77-78 promotion season). Jinking Shane Williams.
But for proper sporting heroes you have to look a little closer to home.
My kids owe so much to the coaches, managers and organisers who volunteer to brave the wind and rain and snow (and parental criticism) every week to put on sporting events. Thousands of youngsters throughout Wrecsam benefit from their efforts and as parents we can all see what an impact it makes on the development of our kids. I know my two owe a huge amount to the patience and effort of volunteers at Rhosddu Youth FC, Marchwiel Youth FC and Wrexham Rugby as well as karate and boxing trainers.
Before the gimmicky term of "the Big Society" was invented as a cover for Tory-Lib Dem cuts, these people were already volunteering their services. They are like the glue binding our communities and we should never take their work for granted.