NOT all footballers are thick, greedy or above themselves.

Take a look inside the Wanderers squad. Gudni Bergsson's is as intelligent as they come, Mike Whitlow would run through a brick wall for Bolton and if there is a more approachable Premiership player than Henrik Pedersen I have yet to meet him.

When you're walking away from Spurs after the game has been abandoned and you are desperate for a few quotes from a player you find out who the nice guys are.

I know, because I was that newspaperman last year and Pedersen was that player.

He was waiting in the rain for some friends but even with his lack of experience on the English football scene he could still recognise a desperate man in need of a story and he was more than willing to help out.

He had every reason to shy away from the limelight because he had not been close to making the first team for a while and therefore was not going through the happiest time of his career. But where many would decline their co-operation, the genial Dane helped out a poor, wet working man.

Walking away I thanked the equally soggy star and told him he would get his reward in heaven. As far as I am concerned he got his reward at Elland Road last Sunday with his first two Premiership goals - and magnificent they were - to prove that nice guys don't always come second.