I don't remember ever being so genuinely torn between two players, with 7 or 8 others running both a close third. My heart says Woolery, but my head has gone for Tony Watt (again) not just for the classiest of match-winning goals, but for his non-stop effort and work rate. Here he is in the 89th minute, nutmegging for fun, splashing about in puddles, and outwitting three defenders to win a throw and retain possession.