CHRIS DUNLAVY DISCOVERS WHAT MADE THE STRIKER A UNIQUE TALENT

MARK Carter didn’t care much for training. Or fitness. Or nutrition. Even by the standards of his day, the 59-year-old was a maverick.
At Runcorn, his pre-match meal was a quarter pounder from McDonald’s. At Barnet, he was only ever seen on game day, arriving at Underhill on the Northern Line after a three-hour train ride from his home in Liverpool.
Even in his Football League days with Bury, Carter’s pre-match ritual never changed. No stretches. No warm-up. At 2.45, he’d still be sat in his club ...