Some Billy Smith stories, that I heard over the years.
1970 World Cup final (which Aus won in an upset, having lost the Ashes at home earlier). Mark Harris, the Easts winger, wrote that he was buggered and, when the trainer came on, was going to ask to be subbed. The trainer went to Smith, who pulled his sock down to reveal the shin had been cut to the bone. Smith got the trainer to pour some water on it, pulled his sock up and played on. Harris did not asked to be subbed.
1960's, football was a bit rougher round the edges. Smith got into a fight with an opposing forward. A teammate was holding him back, with Smith "trying" to get back into the fight. He leaned over and said to the teammate "Whatever you do, don't let go, he'll f***ing kill me".
Jack Gibson coached Saints in 1970-72, when he was still working on his psychological approach. One time. he had the team in the dressing room chanting "we will win!". Smith turned to Roy Ferguson and said, quite audibly. "This is ridiculous, we're going to get f***ing hammered!"
Finally, it was sad but probably inevitable that Smith, the Saints hero, was banned from the Leagues club. One contributor that I heard of was the time on a team trip when he "borrowed" the team bus and it somehow ended up in a duck pond.
Gosh I'm glad I got to see him play as we shall never see his like again. My lasting memory will be him flicking the pass behind his bank to Stan Gorton running diagonally behind him, to score under the posts. Ave et alle Billy.