If you were a young lad, daft lad or plain anorak, traveling along Fulwell Road in the Roker Park era and enjoyed collecting the Roker Review, then you were in for a treat. The top geezer who sold the matchday programme made the footballing experience all the more shit scary as a child. Forget Millwall, Leeds et al, a programme from the Viking man programme seller made me go home for a change of pants everytime. As I grew up his grimace became a smile, with his natter developing into banter. A truly unique character with Sunderland at heart.

The toothless wonder from Yorkshire creeps into the top 40 at number 39. The gritty winger shone in Peter Reid's first promotion success in 1996. Never one to shirk a tackle, Agger's aggression came to a head during Richard Ord's testimonial match against Steua Bucharest. The game which was dubbed a friendly, obviously fell on deaf ears in Steve's case. After a few niggling challenges not to our player's liking, the winger proceeded to aim a clear headbutt at the opposing Romanian. A touch of class to an otherwise boring encounter. Aggers was asked to leave the pitch, owing much to the status of the game.

Most characters at the rear end of this madman's hit parade have been included on the basis of one mad, but legendary outburst. The trend dies here in the case of Jason McAteer. The former Sunderland captain was renowned for his lack of commonsense, however this alone does not qualify him to become a hardcore nutter. The now infamous incident involving himself, Roy Keane and an imaginary book are well documented. The dispute between McAteer and Keane in the relegation season of 2003 overspilled into a red card for the Man United skipper after succumbing to Jason's taunts. Fair play son, to wind up Keane was admirable, but to run the gauntlet with the vicious little imp that is Denis Wise was five star entertainment. The only stupid thing was that it cost us the 2004 FA Cup semi-final.

The much travelled midfielder's time at Roker Park in the mid eighties was always troubled. In and out of the side, Curran's inept performances earned him the wrath of the boo boys. Curran's response was not to hide on the pitch, but to merely flash the V sign back at the section responsible. Bye.

Another homegrown product, who's talent went to his head. His club nickname 'Trigger', clearly indicated that Rushie mustn’t have been the sharpest tool in the box. He fully cemented this theory by declaring 'he would never play for Sunderland again', after impressing top flight clubs in the 1992 cup run. However, when the big clubs never came, Rush was left to face a Fulwell End barracking and a dream move to erm... Oxford United.

The first entry into the chart by an entire Football Club. The Wiltshire outfit clearly loony enough not to cover their tracks when fiddling the club accounts. The outcome - a hefty fine, mass riots in Swindon and promotion for Sunderland, ahead of the third place skunks. Cheers lads.

The hardman foil to the Gates/Gabbiadini partnership in the 88/89 season, Whitehurst's madness includes bar room brawls, fisticuffs with managers, scuffles with the police and a blatant history of violence. A fondness of curries only exemplifies his inclusion as a man's man's nutter.

A master tactician, who made the Reid era what it was. The down to earth duo were in charge of honest British pros, thus requiring honest English vocabulary in the form of words 'f***ing' and 'minging'. Mix this classic man speak with a BBC documentary and the result is a quick guide to footballing tourettes. Then there’s the final game at Roker, in which Bob lost his rag with fans keeping match balls as souvenirs. His response was to fire more balls into the Main Stand in a classic tantrum.

During the latter part of the eighties and early nineties, a cultural phenonemen occurred at Roker Park. In a bid to spur on their team, a group of insane supporters decided that singing 'Denis Smith's Red and White Army' for long intervals would surely help the Rokerite cause. If this surely wasn't mental enough, the group upped the tempo and crescendo, until reaching a final mini Roker Roar aimed at the away section below them. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the Main Stand Crazy Corner.