Confession time.
My Grandson killed Riyadh’s time at City. There, I’ve said it.
My Grandson (10 yo at the time) was in Manchester Children’s hospital during Erling’s first season, and during the truly uplifting Xmas hospital visits by City players. Anyway, word got around that 4 players were going to visit, on this particular day, and to Riley’s ward. Sadly, Riley was too often a visitor to the hospital then, but is sooooooo much better now I am so relieved to say. Anyway, the ward was boiling up with excitement when Rico L, Stephan O, Erling and Riyadh rocked up. Blimey, even the scrubbed-up surgeons were appearing on the ward when word got around that Erling was there. The players were fantastic and could not be more attentive to the kids. Photos, selfies, games of pool, autographs. Nothing was a problem for them. And therein was the problem for Riyad. Riley had photos, autographs and his shirt signed by all the players but one. That one was Riyad. When Riyad worked his way across to Riley and ASKED if Riley wanted his autograph, Riley said “No, thank you”.
You’ve never seen such a broken man. Poor Riyad just said “Oh”. He clearly knew his time was done because of my grandson. Sorreh.