Ah, signing for a football club, every child's daydream. Clutching your club's shirt in front of their field of dreams, where you'll be strutting your stuff in front of thousands every week, for money. The cameras are flashing. The press are clamouring for a comment. Your manager's stood beside you, beaming. It's real. You made it. This is the most glorious photo-opp of your life.
Wrong. At some point in your career as a professional footballer, the sheen of actually being a professional paid to play football wears off. And at some point, so does your talent, and at some point you're woken at 5 in the morning and told to get in the car because you're needed in some provincial town in the Midlands where you're due to hold a replica jersey in a drab carpark while fans on social media send the club abusive messages because they've never heard of you.
Here are the best times this particular anguish has been captured on camera.