At Number 298 It's Perry Groves

I'm glad the former ginger haired, former number seven of that lot from North London has made the Top 300 of the Amazon book chart, beating Cashley by a mere 2,598 places (no, don't laugh).

There's something about a footballing cult hero that followers of other sports don't really understand. I mean I can't imagine a tennis player achieving cult status, nor a golfer and for a cricketer to become a cult they'd have to be so bad to pick unpickable. Groves, like most cult heroes I would suggest, became a cult for two reasons, firstly he looked like Tin Tin and secondly he made up for talent with determination. Supporters will prefer somebody who tries for ninety minutes over somebody who has genuine skill but can't be bothered everyday of the week - look at Chelsea fans and Droghba, they love him because he tried despite all the flak he was taking last season.

I saw Groves in one of his last games for the Gunners ,he played on their right wing and he was up against our own cult hero Julian 'The Terminator' Dicks. Julian gave PG such a hard time that George Graham took the right winger off before half-time, much to the home supporters amusement.

As I've said Groves became a cult partly because of his honesty and in one of his interviews for the publicity surrounding his book he was asked if having to quit was a disappointment. His reply made me smile, "Not really, I'd had twelve years at a big club and I enjoyed every minute of it. The only disappointment was finding out after retiring in 1991 was that I couldn't get a job that paid two grand for two hours work two days a week."

And to think Cashley nearly crashed his car because he thought 70 grand was Arsenal's idea of taking the piss.

Groves added a neat postscript saying that he went to Cardiff in 2005 for the FA Cup Final and whilst walking down Millenium Way he was ignored by a group of Gooners who were wearing Perry Groves masks. Mind you, Groves is 41 and bald now.