Colin The King was my first footballing hero and his number was always on my City shirts... I consider myself so extremely fortunate to have met my idol on a couple of occasions.
The first time was actually in Sutton Coldfield, where i lived close to some time back, it was in the very early 90's and City youth were playing a local team Boldmere St Michael's in the early rounds of the FA Youth Cup and after having a quick half-tie pint in there club on the ground, i walked out and who was stood there, on the corner on his own, The King himself!! After a minute or so to compose myself, i went and introduced myself to him and told him i was a lifelong City fan (for some reason i found it necessary to show him my season ticket book that i had on me) and that he was my all-time hero for my beloved club. He simply couldn't have been more charming and we chatted about all things City for a good 10-15 minutes and he asked what i was doing all the way down there for a youth team night match and i replied i only lived in Streetly, a few miles away and he said it still showed incredible loyalty to come out (with my City scarf on of course!) to support the young lads...... we said our goodbyes and i honestly thought that was it and would stay with me for the rest of my life.... which is has of course!
Fast forward to sometime in the 2000's and a home game versus Chelsea, i came back from the USA for the game and was in my best friends hospitality box. As he sponsored the match ball we got to walk out before KO and have our picture taken with the players at the KO, which was one of my life's highlights and one that i didnt think would ever get better. Alex Williams came in the box and told me that he would bring the actual match ball to me later, which again was amazing.
When Alex came in after the match, he didn't have the ball and i was somewhat deflated, but he said "oh i have someone bringing you the ball later" i was over the (blue) moon and thought they were just cleaning it up....
A few minutes later, a knock on the door and in walked The King with.....the ball (my ball now!!!) and he presented it to me, needless to say i was now teary eyed and have some wonderful pictures of the moment, which along with the match ball, i will cherish forever!! Once again, Colin stayed in the box for a while and chatted mostly about the club whom he loved and then he left, with one of the most genuine handshakes i have ever had ...... to this day!
The King has now gone but he will never be forgotten, especially by this little boy of now 61 years of age, who has some incredible memories of this true LEGEND !!
RIP King Colin, we loved you more than you will ever know !!!