Former Cardiff City captain Sean Morrison’s exclusive WalesOnline column
Football can be brutal.
Sometimes it’s about talent, sometimes it’s timing, sometimes it’s injuries, and sometimes it just feels like the game has decided it’s not your turn.
Looking back on my time at Cardiff City, there are a few lads who always stand out to me as some of the unluckiest players I played with. Players who had the ability, the attitude and all the tools, but for one reason or another it just never quite happened for them.
Some were victims of timing. Some were unfortunate with injuries. And one genuinely got to the point where he was convinced he was cursed.
Declan John
At the beginning of my time at Cardiff, it was never really a thing for loads of academy boys to come up and train with the first team.
Declan John and Joe Ralls were about the only ones around regularly. It just wasn’t the done thing back then.
Quick as anything, a great athlete and technically very good. Dec was a really good player and such a quiet lad. A Merthyr boy, but, oddly, he appeared homesick in Cardiff.
People spoke so highly of him when he broke through as a teenager in the Premier League, and that pressure must have been huge.
I honestly don’t think people appreciate what it’s like for homegrown boys playing for their hometown club. Friends and family in the stands, everyone living and breathing Cardiff, sitting around the dinner table at Christmas talking about the club.
That pressure is massive.
I look at boys now like Rubin Colwill, Joel Bagan, Isaak Davies and Cian Ashford and think the same thing. It’s a lot to carry.
With Dec, I just don’t think he got enough opportunities, and maybe certain managers didn’t trust him enough. Once he got moved on, he never really kicked on the way everyone expected, although he’s found a home at Leyton Orient now and has racked up more than 150 game for them.
But I’ve got to say, I was really impressed by him. It was just the wrong place at the wrong time.
Tom Sang
I was a massive fan of Sangy. He’s one of those lads I really thought could have done a lot more at Cardiff.
From an emotional intelligence point of view, he was different level. Really smart head on his shoulders, good family around him, very switched on.
He was one of the only younger players I ever saw actively going around to senior pros asking what he could do better.
He’d go up to someone like Nathaniel Mendez-Laing and ask what he could do to be a better opponent in training. To have the courage to ask someone 10 years older than you, and make yourself vulnerable like that, is rare and something more youngsters coming through should do.
Most players just want to get off the pitch after training. Sangy always wanted to learn.
Technically he was very good, a good athlete, worked hard and never complained. The problem was his versatility almost worked against him.
He could play No.10, No.8, right-back, even out on the wing. He was so useful that he never nailed down one solid position and almost happy to do anything. Sometimes that can stop you really kicking on.
I was genuinely sad when he left because I thought there was a lot there.
I’m not surprised at all to see him forging out a good career for himself in the league – he’s now at Shrewsbury after a decent stint at Port Vale – and I actually think he’ll get even better as he matures.
Tom James
Tom James was technically incredible for a defender.
Honestly, on a Friday, doing shape against the team that was playing on the Saturday, he used to curl free-kicks into the top corner for fun.
He had unbelievable quality.
He only really got a couple of cup games, but timing is everything in football.
If someone like him was a 20-year-old breaking through under Brian Barry-Murphy now, he’d be the next one through. He’d probably play 25 Championship games in a season.
He actually reminds me a lot of Dylan Lawlor.
The big difference is the green light just wasn’t there for academy lads back then in the same way it is now.
That’s why I’m so happy seeing what’s happening at Cardiff now. I remember being 17 or 18 and just waiting for that chance.
It’s brilliant to see these boys getting it now.
Isaac Vassell
I’m still really close with Vass now. I actually play padel with him once a week.
If there’s ever a story about how a career can suddenly turn on its head, it’s Isaac’s. I knew him from playing against him before Cardiff – Plymouth, Truro, then Luton, where he was scoring loads. He was on a real upward trajectory.
I remember that Friday night game against Birmingham on TV. Che Adams scored, but Isaac and Che absolutely ran me and Sol Bamba ragged all night.
Warnock wanted to sign him straight after that. He eventually even signed him even after a bad ACL injury because he knew how good he was.
When Vass walked through the door, you could see it straight away – massive legs, super strong, quick, dynamic. Then he scores the winner on his debut in the 90th minute against Luton. Fans go nuts. Dream start.
And then the quad issues started.
He just kept pulling them. Operation after operation. Specialist after specialist. He even went over to Ireland to see biomechanics experts.
I genuinely saw him work as hard as humanly possible for three or four years. It was absolutely no fault of his own. His body just would not stay fit.
That’s heartbreaking because you’re literally watching someone have a career taken away from them.
The mental strength he had to keep coming back after the fifth or sixth setback was unbelievable. You’re aware of fans and what they are saying. “Where is this guy we paid this money for a year ago?”
It’s so tough and I could see that take its toll on him.
That’s why I know he’ll succeed in life whatever he does, because his resilience as a bloke is incredible. He deserved so much more from the game.
Gary Madine
Gaz is probably the one who best sums up the “unlucky” theme.
I’d played against him for donkey’s years and always thought he was a proper handful – tall, powerful, brilliant in the air, technically good and with a nasty edge to him.
When we signed him for decent money, I remember thinking: phwoar, what a signing that is.
I always wanted him in my team. Training was brilliant with him. Elbows flying, him and Sol getting into scuffles every week. Warnock absolutely loved that edge.
But Gaz got to the point where he genuinely thought he was cursed.
He just could not score.
This was a lad who had scored goals everywhere he’d been, had been a talisman at clubs, a main man, full of confidence. Then suddenly it just wouldn’t happen.
He missed that penalty against Wolves in the season we finished second and I don’t think he ever recovered from it mentally.
The mad thing was, in training, he was brilliant.
We used to joke that his chest was better than his feet because he’d chest it down, link play beautifully, play people in and score goals.
It just never translated into games.
Then once the fans turn, especially as a striker, it’s so hard to come back from that. The belief disappears from the stands and you feel it.
Gaz was a really good player and someone I loved having as a team-mate. Cardiff fans just never got to see the best version of him.
And sometimes in football, that’s just how cruel it can be.





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