Colin is the reason I'm a blue.
My dad took me and my brothers to city and united in the mid 60s.
Dad was a blue, eldest brother a red, middle brother a blue, and me the youngest just loved it all.
In 66, or 67, we went to Maine Rd. City won. On the way home on the 169 bus to Fog Lane, Burnage, with the City side of the family, my brother was asking me which player I liked the best. Colin was the stand out player. In every sense - blonde hair. All over the pitch. Seemed to be on the ball all the time. I chose him. No doubt my memory of that day is coloured by the hundreds of other games I went on to watch him play - for City and England. That's how he was - everywhere; doing everything; nonstop!!
My brother asked if I liked him enough to be a city fan, and to stop going to Old Trafford with my eldest brother. Thank God I said "Yes!"
The rest is history. I am the lucky one - along with thousands of you who'll feel like shedding a tear tonight. The very best of his generation, and more complete than any other player, imho.
I had the joy of meeting him about 20 years ago on a tour of the stadium with other blue mooners - again, I felt just like the little boy on the 169 bus - my hero!!
And I do again now - as I drink my nightcap, happy and sad, drinking a drink, a drink, a drink
To Colin the King, the King, The King
He's the leader of our tea-e-eam.
He's the greatest, inside forward
That the world has ever seen.
May you replay in the heavens all the magical moments you gave us Colin.
Thank you for making me - and my 3 boys, and their children - 'blue.'
God bless you and your family.
R.I.P.