Many BlueMooners saw him for the fraud he is years ago, but the know-nothings (British media/dipper fans) followed the usual narrative and painted him as the greatest defender that ever existed. They told us he read the game better than anyone else, that he anticipated his opponents' every move, that no one could dribble past him - FFS! Hans Moleman could pirouette around him with a Stonehenge-type boulder strapped to his back.
Vain Dick is just a big bloke: a tall muscular guy who just hoofs the ball as far away as possible - an expensive pub footballer. Always has been.