One name that has always stuck me is Sonny Anderson, from watching 90s Champions League games on TV (on Thursdays if I recall correctly) In fact a lot of my memories of this golden era of football comes from ITV's Champions League coverage, and therefore I recall a lot about Manchester United. Dwight Yorke and Andy Cole running riot and the commentators actually saying "They really should do something to separate those two, it really is very difficult to tell them apart"

I remember idolising Peter Schmeichel and Ole Gunnar Solkjaer. Brilliant players
I can remember Seedorf's dreadlocks, and in one game one of them was standing straight up for some reason. My brother and I made a joke that he was being remote controlled

I also remember a game between Juve and Madrid (could well have been the 1998 final) and being bored to sleep. I guess at age 9 I favoured flair and fancy over well structured defensive units. How times change
Patrick Kluivert was one player I always admired greatly. And infact his style of play is actually quite similar to Llorente and other pure CFs in the game these days (and there are few enough of those at the top level) - a big, powerful CF who preferred to receive the ball along the ground or into feet. Actually that golden generation of dutch players was one of my favourites. So many top players coming through all at once. But of course they never managed to win anything as a nation.
One more memory - In the first game of the 1998 world cup Scotland played against Brazil. We went a goal down early but then we got a penalty which John Collins slotted away. All I can remember about that is sheer excitement. We had actually managed to get a goal back against BRAZIL!
...and them Tom Boyd scored an own goal to give Brazil the win. That was the earliest memory I have of the emotional rollercoaster that we know and love as "football". I wouldn't change a thing!