Trevor Hebberd - Oxford United and Derby County

Oxford United and Derby County

Hebberd was a key player in Oxford's Third Division title triumph in 1984 and their Second Division championship glory the following year. In 1986 he achieved the finest moment of his career by helping Oxford win the League Cup at Wembley with the opening goal in a 3–0 victory. He received the man of the match award.

When Oxford were relegated from the First Division in 1988, Hebberd was sold to Derby County and in his first season he helped them finish fifth in the league. But, like Oxford's League Cup triumph three years earlier, the ban on English clubs in European competition meant that Hebberd was unable to experience the UEFA Cup, and County were relegated to the Second Division two years later.

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