Wayne Foster
Wayne Foster (born 11 September 1963 in Tyldesley, Lancashire, England) is a former professional footballer who played as a striker in England and Scotland during the 1980s and 1990s
Career
An English youth internationalist, Foster started his career at Bolton Wanderers, signing his first professional contract in August 1981. However, after over 100 appearances for the Wanderers he left for Preston North End in 1985 after losing his place at Burnden Park. He lasted less than a year at Deepdale before Alex MacDonald signed him for Heart of Midlothian on a free transfer.
Foster spent 7 seasons at Tynecastle. He was initially regarded to as a first team regular in his first 2 seasons but in a total of 65 starts he only amassed 14 goals. He was used sparingly in later seasons as he still struggled to get the goals, failing to score a single goal from 17 appearances in the 1992–93 season.
Whilst never regarded as anything more than a squad player, it was this game that put Foster into Heart of Midlothian folklore. Hearts had gone on a run of games undefeated against arch-rivals Hibernian which had risen to 20 games before the sides were drawn together in the 4th Round of the Scottish Cup at Hibs' ground, Easter Road. With Hearts struggling in the league under Sandy Clark, and having the 'away disadvantage', Hibs were considered favourites for the tie - a result which would give them their first win since 4 January 1989 and end their jinx.
Foster, Wayne Filmography
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2011, role: actor , character name: Skip
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2011, role: actor , character name: Silver
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2006, role: actor
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2004, role: actor
Foster, Wayne Filmography
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2009, role: actor , character name: Club Bartender
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2007, role: actor , character name: Amputee Zombie
Foster, Wayne Filmography
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1981, role: actor , character name: Gorilla sergeant
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1981, role: actor , character name: Lieutenant Gorilla
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1965, role: actor , character name: Andy Loving
Famous quotes by Wayne Foster:
To The Depths (in Degradation)
We lay decumbant,
Under the horns of the cresent moon...
Destined to degust omnipotence.
We naturally incubate,
Slowly covering in crust...
And migrate into morpheus dimensions.
A reunion for the deceased to achieve universal
knowledge...
Seeking a destination of desolation,
Far beyond the tormentor...
Forms out of fog, a permanent dusk.
The night in which the myths are to be acknowledged...
If not so, dismemberment in return...
Embrace what destiny reveals, but you'll fall...
Thoughts of my agonies go back to when life was not
entered.
No one shall miss the secretions from your marrow...
Drenched in accumualated impurities, I would not let this
slip by.
An entity takes over your body, it is the keeper,
guider...
Trust your mentor to the deep...
Your mind will wander as presentiments of your death