Gotta be Craig Johnston, hasn't it. Loved him to bits too. Always wore his heart on his sleeve too. LFC was a team and a very oiled unit too, but always you can maybe make space for one madcap genius, within the mix. Kuyt became known as the Duracell-bunny aka just guaranteed to always work his socks-off, all game long. One moment back in full-defense, next moment joining the attack full. Craig did that stuff too, much earlier too. The most important thing though was that he did it ...with always a smile on his face. To most players and performing the hard grind of unseen work was a heavy burden that just had to done, but he seemed to even maybe like doing it, in some way. I think that in some way, he realized that he was blessed to play for our team and would then help in any way required to even stay knocking-on the doors of first-team play ...but he would also just decide to still go on one or two personal missions per-game too.
He was maybe lucky that if his poor choices failed at times, then his basic game still always delivered for us back-then. On the other hand though and in some very important games too and our teams did then fully require his often totally bit of improvised magic to occur ...so I would put it as win/win in the end. He (Craig) has very publicly stated so many times that he was not worthy of being in our greatest-ever line-ups all-throughout the glory years ..but who truly was? Everywhere you looked on the pitch, and LFC then had world-beaters in about 7~8 positions. Then it is not hard to feel so very humble and Aussies are mostly anything - except maybe being ever described as humble haha. But he (Craig) knew that he was not a main guy in the mix
Craig also so very interesting in so many other ways too. He was a very keen and avid photographer, but no amateur hobbyist here, as-in multiple magazine publications of his utterly top-notch work. Also a very fanatical guitarist (rhythm playing too, also my own stuff as well). Here he was not quite so gifted, but to have a great passion is always good. Then he retired so very early (for family reasons, much respected to do that sorta stuff too), but then designed a range of killer shoes as well. Then sold his interest in that for pennies, then went bankrupt, then re-invented himself as a pro-photograher.