It's very difficult to describe to the many what the few of us feel.
You had to be around at the time.
I was a child of the 60s. George Best was there almost from the day I was born (1961).
The hero of the 60s, so as a kid growing up south of Manchester, it courses through my veins.
He was a part of growing up.
George Best football boots.
E for B and Georgie Best.
That's where George Best has his hair cut.
That's Georgie Best's house.
That's Georgie Best's bar.
That was Georgie Best's car.
My Mum's met George Best.
As a kid you take his football skills a bit for granted, but you know to give the ball to Georgie.
You watch Benfica players scythe him down in the '68 Cup Final.
You cycle past his house to see if he's there.
Years later you're meeting a girl at the Midland Hotel, and who's in the bar, but Georgie Best (a good luck charm). And it was!!
George Best is dying today. That's kind of bizarre. Even to the end he's going out in style.
Strange that when Bobby Moore died, we just tutted, "Oh Bobby Moore has died".
Bobby Charlton was probably the greater player.
But the emotion which George Best evokes for this child of the 60s, is immense.
I hated all the fuss and false projection when Princess Di died, and I'd like to think this is different.
There are other sporting heroes, and we sometimes over-worship them,
but this guy and what he evoked in the 60s was something
different. Think Elvis in the 50s and when Elvis died.
George Best in Manchester was bigger than the Beatles in that there was only one of him, they were diluted.
A nice guy, a shy guy, a good looking guy, a charming guy, a two-footed guy!!
Let's quote what he says about David Beckham,
He cannot kick with his left foot, he cannot head a ball, he cannot tackle and he doesn't score many goals. Apart from that he's all right.
A great great footballer, but so are many more, but you had to be around in Manchester or Belfast in the 60s to really understand the sad loss.