However, the truth is that, first, a surprising proportion of those to take the field for both the two main local teams before moving on had itself been imported, largely from Glasgow and Ayrshire. There is in the town, unlike Dumbarton or even Kilmarnock, no identifiably concentrated part or parts of it that produced top-flight players in numbers. There is nor equivalent of the Renton Rambles or the Galston, Newmilns and Darvel Drive-Through. Yet that does not mean that Paisley's impact is diminished but its legacy lies in the thread mills it opened round the World, in the weavers and spinners who took their skills globally, implanting the game they knew wherever they went and playing it semi-professionally or as amateurs. Brazilian football would not be what it has become without Archie McLean, equally Spanish football without George Cochran. In American the game might not have been implanted and survived without the efforts, notably in Kearny and Pawtucket, of many, including the two Paisley/Johnstone-born US Soccer Hall of Famers, Andrew Brown and Peter Wilson, who literally played, coached and administered their parts. And when between arrival and survival the US game boomed Paisley players were there once more. Indeed, who knows if there would be any US involvement at all in the World Cup today, indeed the winning of the Women's version of it, without, in its first staging in 1930, that country's remembered success under the tempestuous Buddy, Bob Millar.