A ‘Sons of’ XI

I was chatting with a couple of mates in the pub before Saturday’s game about Andy Gray’s lad, who seems to be doing well at Leeds. Andy himself is the son of ex-Leeds, Forest and Scotland player Frankie. So we had a think of a few more Reds players who are sons of ex-pros. Can we get a decent XI out of them?

Here’s a few we came up with:

Andy Gray (Frankie Gray)
Cauley Woodrow (Martin Patching)
Elliott Lee (Rob Lee)
George Moncur (John Moncur)

And of course we have Devante Cole (Andy Cole) knocking them in this season for us, and we also have the offspring of Bruce Dyer, Bobby Hassell and Rob Kozluk on the books.

It can’t just be a team of attacking players though, so help me fill the team (and surely we can find 3 midfielders better than George Moncur!)

GK

RB
LB

CB
CB
CB

MF - George Moncur
MF
MF

S - Devante Cole
S - Cauley Woodrow

Andy Gray, David Hirst and Ian Banks are waiting in the wings for when we do a ‘Dads’ team!

 

Dean Gorre's son, Kenji plays for Swansea (or he did)

 

Unfortunately I can’t help you much but I was surprised to see all of Neil Danns, Lee Clark & Jason Koumas’ sons in the same Liverpool squad.

 

Wayne Biggins son, Harrison, plays for Donny Rovers.

 

Dean Lewington at LB.

 

Will Carl Barrowclough make the cut?

 

Ollie Banks, son of Ian.
Ronnie Glavin, son of God

 

Cadamarteri at the pigs.

I feel sick with that suggestion

 

Joey Barton, son of Satan.

 

Opie

Jax
Tig
Chibs
Juice

Happy
Clay
Half-sack

Nero
Bobby
Otto

 

Matt Hills lad plays for Bournemouth I think? That's one of the defensive slots filled

 

Micky Mellons lad at Morecambe

 

I meant Reds players who are sons of ex-pros!!

 

I thought this thread was initially about a Chinese emperor

 

Andy Liddell … sorry for another striker but perhaps he’d get in ahead of Woodrow ?

 

Josiah Dyer ..... son of Brucie

 

And Grant McCann’s son

 

I was once sat in the play area in Meadowhall, reading a magazine whilst my lad went tearing around the climbing frame. I was aware there was a bloke next to me, but us being blokes, we just ignored each other and carried on reading. Our two were the only kids in there and his lad came out before mine. As his dad was putting his coat on for him, the kid looked at my trainers, which looked like a pair of old football boots and said “football boots”. I smiled and looked up and it’s at this point I realised I’d been sat next to Grant McCann for an hour without saying a word to him. D’oh! Presumably the little kid is the one now in our Academy.

 

Ha! Very clever