Agreed. Our bus had a player of the year years ago arranged to go in before the game to present him with it. Met most of the players before hand all of them chatted away and gave autographs for our kids. Davie Weir came in for about a minute accepted our wee glass trophy with a look as if we had just handed him a shite on a stick. Never liked him after that, he probably fucked it in the nearest bin when he left the room.