No, this one...
He was a Glaswegian and not only that, he was Scottish too. It's a well known fact that Scottish Glaswegians are psychopaths and are usually only employed by bad men who are hell bent on world domination through nefarious means. That Jaws guy from The Spy Who Loved Me grew up on the same estate as Nevin. I think.
I think I read somewhere that during one match at Goodison Park, Tony Cottee was baring down on goal with Nevin unmarked at the far post. Instead of squaring the ball to Nevin for an easy tap in, Cottee tried a speculative shot from an acute angle and put it into the side netting. Nevin was furious and went ballistic. Carrying his fury into the half time break, it's said that he nipped into the sponsors lounge and put 3 or 4 pool balls into a spare sock. He went looking for Cottee and and found him in the toilets where he set about him with his pugil sock, repeatedly hitting him about the head and smashing his face into the sink while shouting "Who's the daddy now..? Who's the daddy now...?" Needless to say, Cottee never came back out for the second half and never played again for the rest of the season. Fortunately for Everton and the manager Colin Harvey, Cottee had been carried off just before half time with a broken leg so they were able to cite that for his non appearance to the unsuspecting media and fans. Only a few people knew what really happened.
Whitehurst? Don't make me laugh....