My award-winning entry from a Soccer Express competition in 1986, to commemorate King Kenny's 100th cap for Scotland ... When I think of Kenny Dalglish, dozens of golden memories flash through my mind, and it is very hard to pick out my favourite and most cherished moment of the grand master in action. When one considers the contribution the great man has made to world soccer, it's no wonder! Many said Pele was the greatest player ever, some Alfredo di Stefano, others George Best and yet more nominated Sir Stanley Matthews for the position. Well, since his debut for Celtic against Raith in the late sixties, Kenny Dalglish has upstaged the lot of them, and no-one can touch him for sheer class, let alone skill. A quote I read some time ago about Kenny Dalglish summed up his contribution to Celtic, Liverpool and Scotland admirably. "If you have a fleet of ten Jaguars and one Rolls Royce, and you take away the Rolls Royce, you're taking away the touch of class from the fleet of workhorses". Anyone who argues that that statement does not sum up Kenny Dalglish has a very serious problem, which can only be rectified by looking at Liverpool's performances in various games over the past eight seasons (1977-8 - 1985-6), featuring Dalglish at his best on the pitch, and Dalglish absent from the pitch through injury or managerial commitments. Let me tell you, it's an excellent tonic, better even than Jim Beam whiskey!! (The competition prize). Former Anfield idol Ray Clemence had this to say about his ex-team-mate, following Liverpool's 1978 European Cup victory over Bruges - "It was the sort of goal not many players would have scored, but it summed up Kenny Dalglish. He sensed what the goalkeeper was going to do, waited for him to dive, and created a gap which was not there while Jensen was standing upright". Perhaps the mazy dribble and devastating left-foot curling chip at Highbury will be remembered most by Arsenal followers in the 1983-4 season. Or, lest we forget to mention it, the wrath Dalglish incurred from the supporters of arch-rivals Everton in September 1985, with the twenty-second special - a savagely-struck swerving right-footer which no goalkeeper on Earth could have coped with. If these examples of goalscoring are too much for those soccer followers whose jealousy I've aroused with thise memorable moments, perhaps I can enlighten you on the other side of the footballing gladiator of the great man of Glasgow - the creation of goals, taken by others, but made by Dalglish. It is common knowledge that Ian Rush, the game's greatest-ever goal-poacher, acknowledged at least thirty of his forty-nine strikes to the unselfishness and clinical, controlled build-up play generated through the artful dodger filling the number seven shirt throughout 1983-4. Common knowledge, too, is the fact that Rush's leanest spell of that same season happened to coincide with the enforced absence, through injury, of his able assistant in crime, as Dalglish overcame the cheekbone injury which threatened Liverpool's progress in all competitions. Eventually, The Reds suffered the indignity of defeat in only one contest, the FA Cup. I'll leave you to guess where the European Cup, Milk Cup and Canon League titles all ended up at the end of 1983-4!!! Kenny's team-mates were, and are, great, but only because they've been made to look so by the greatest player ever to tread the turf of any soccer pitch anywhere in the world. Kenny Dalglish, MBE, you are truly the greatest, and long may your reign of terror continue throughout world soccer.