Not enough superlatives in the dictionary to describe Colin Bell. The difference between Best and Bell was not in talent, both had it in abundance, but in publicity. One courted it the other shunned it. Some of my happiest childhood memories are of watching City and the "jewel in the crown" was Colin Bell. Shirt tucked in at the back, pulled out at the front with white tape to hold our shin-pads up we'd strut around Withington Rec or Hough End imagining we were the King.
It's impossible to say how good he would be in the modern era. His fitness level for the times he played in were unique, he could run all day, pass tackle and shoot. Without doubt, but for the injury (for which Buchan has never apologised) he would have captained his country and been the mainstay of the England team for many years. His comeback game against Newcastle was one of those "I was there" moments for a City fan - a bit like York away which I have to officially admit, to my shame I wasn't. Despite his typical hard work he was never the same player, the knee didn't have the movement and strength needed to cope with the twisting and turning, and it was sad to witness such talent go unfulfilled. But I can't recall any moaning or need for sympathy coming from Colin, he just accepted it with dignity and moved on.
A couple of years ago, wifey and I were coming back from London on the train. At Stockport a guy who had been sitting a couple of rows down from us got up to get off the train, I nodded to him and he smiled and nodded back. Who was that? asked my wife - greatest footballer I've ever seen, Colin Bell, I replied. She asked why I hadn't spoken to him during the journey - he wouldn't have liked the fuss I told her.
It's impossible to say how good he would be in the modern era. His fitness level for the times he played in were unique, he could run all day, pass tackle and shoot. Without doubt, but for the injury (for which Buchan has never apologised) he would have captained his country and been the mainstay of the England team for many years. His comeback game against Newcastle was one of those "I was there" moments for a City fan - a bit like York away which I have to officially admit, to my shame I wasn't. Despite his typical hard work he was never the same player, the knee didn't have the movement and strength needed to cope with the twisting and turning, and it was sad to witness such talent go unfulfilled. But I can't recall any moaning or need for sympathy coming from Colin, he just accepted it with dignity and moved on.
A couple of years ago, wifey and I were coming back from London on the train. At Stockport a guy who had been sitting a couple of rows down from us got up to get off the train, I nodded to him and he smiled and nodded back. Who was that? asked my wife - greatest footballer I've ever seen, Colin Bell, I replied. She asked why I hadn't spoken to him during the journey - he wouldn't have liked the fuss I told her.