West London Wildcats - Honour Board

Honour Board

Year Position President Coach Captain Treasurer
1990 3rd Greg Sporton Dave Steadman Peter Murphy & Dave McGain Ian Mead
1991 4th Michael Lopes Dave McGregor Ian Rakich David Meaney
1992 2nd Michael Lopes & Barny Ayris Mark Reid Michael Lopes Barny Ayris & Ewen Hill
1993 5th Ross Gregory Mark Reid Daryn Jamieson Ewen Hill
1994 2nd Ross Gregory Mark Reid Greg Wylie Ewen Hill
1995 2nd Ewen Hill Graeme Watson Greg Weston-Arnold Ross Gregory
1996 2nd Ewen Hill Paul Smith Paul Geddis Tomas O'Mongain
1997 3rd Ewen Hill Darren Isaacs Paul Geddis Ross gregory
1998 5th Darren Isaacs David McAdam Denis Radetic & Derek Shaw Derek Shaw
1999 2nd Neil Talbot Russell Warburton Shane McDonald Derek Shaw
2000 1st Neil Talbot Michael Billing Chris Schleter Derek Shaw
2001 3rd Paul Toll Michael Billing Chris Schleter Derek Shaw
2002 2nd Justin Shannon Lachy Boyd & Cameron Aubrey Greg Atkinson Derek Shaw
2003 2nd Justin Shannon Ross Giardina & Chris Schleter Chris Schleter Derek Shaw
2004 1st Jonathon Grapsas Ross Giardina & Chris Schleter Rowan Bilkey Derek Shaw
2005 1st Matt Glynn Ross Giardina Chris Schleter Matt Boyd & Derek Shaw
2006 1st Matt Glynn Damien Stewart & Ryan Butler Barclay Dixon Donna Glynn & Derek Shaw
2007 1st Matt Glynn Ross Giardina & Chris Schleter Sam Heffernan & Damien Stewart Donna Glynn & Derek Shaw
2008 1st Matt Glynn Xavier McKinnon Matt Chilton Donna Glynn
2009 1st Pete Romanis Justin Main Dan Nankivell Anna Rushall
2010 3rd Ben Bond and Troy Cunningham Dan Nankivell Nathan Costley Troy Cunningham
2011 1st Ben Bond Nathan Costley & Dan Prigmore Steven Puhar Matt Ryan
2012 4th Luke Fenney Nathan Costley & Dan Prigmore Adam Broadbent Ciaran Merrigan

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