[Devongone]

Having seen him, I think Best was too good at the game to fully appreciate it himself.

Had he had the attitude of a Tom Finney who would call in and help someone out with a bit of plumbing on the way to the game, no one would even ask the question who was the best player who ever lived. Best really was that good.

In the end the game he'd loved seemed to become a source of bitterness for him. He knew he was no longer the real George Best and when he hit a low, he blamed everything .......... whereas if you'd kicked a ball to Frank when he was in his sixties he'd have loved kicking it back.

Best was a deep and troubled man. Frank was much shallower, the act of playing the game seemed always to be a joy for him.