George Best and the unfamiliar past

By the time I got to ‘clock’ club and international football as a kid, George Best was long a fixed point in the firmament. It goes without saying I didn’t know him, even though in the last few years I probably hurried past his local pub in Chelsea more than a few time, it never occured to me to press myself on his company for the sake of old times. The Guardian have published my own very personal account of his funeral.