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Once Nelson had settled down to professional football, he gradually became a first team regular and during his first full season at Bury he managed to play 31 of the clubs 46 league matches, scoring 2 goals in the process. Nelson formed a defensive partnership with Danny Swailes. However during the season Nelson suffered what he described as ‘‘the worst injury of his career’’ after suffering a collapsed lung and several cracked ribs after a collision during Bury’s match against Wigan Athletic. Nelson had to have a drain inserted into his chest for several days while he was hospitalised. The injury threatened to keep him sidelined for three months but remarkably Nelson was able to resume training less than three weeks later.
Despite being dropped early on, Nelson’s second season turned out to be even more successful as he played in 40 of Bury’s 46 matches, scoring 5 goals. Nelson was made club captain and his performances earned him the respect of the club’s players and fans. Nelson made a clean sweep at the Bury end of season awards, as he picked up Forever Bury Player of the season, Billy Ayre Website Player of the Season, Players Player of the Season and Disabled Player of the Season. During that season, Bury manager Andy Preece hailed Nelson as "the best centre-half in Division Three". However, Bury failed to gain promotion to League 1 as they missed out during the play-offs and Nelson was offered the chance to play in a higher division by several League 1 clubs.
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