There have been many wonderful tributes and there are definitely people who can talk better than I can about the great Bobby Charlton. However, I do want to mark this sad time with a brief story about him which I think shows the character of the man. It’s a personal story from 30 years ago.
Back in November 1993 we were preparing for the book launch of my biography of Joe Mercer, which was to take place at the start of December. As well as those that had been interviewed for the book, such as Colin Bell, Tom Finney, Francis Lee etc. Norah Mercer asked me if she could invite a few others. Obviously she could but I didn’t know who she was inviting. I just left it to her.
About a week before the launch I received a phone call at home. I answered it and the voice on the other end said: ‘Hello Gary. It’s Bobby Charlton here. I’ve just spoken with Norah Mercer and told her I can’t make it to your book launch because I’ll be in Kuala Lumpur. She said I should let you know. Sorry I can’t make it. Is that okay? I really am sorry and would be there if I could.’
I was absolutely stunned. Bobby really didn’t need to phone either of us but he certainly didn’t need to call me. He was so polite and apologetic too. It was appreciated and added to the high esteem that I already held him in.
Often it’s the simplest of things that make the biggest impression. There were several people who had been invited who didn’t come to the launch and hadn’t let us know – I don’t expect everyone to be interested or to call – so when Bobby took the time and trouble to phone us both it really was something I treasured (and still do).
I did meet him a few times in the years that followed but it’s the 1993 phone call that remains my strongest non-footballing memory of Bobby.
Without doubt Bobby was a wonderful England international and a major global footballing figure. He was also a wonderful ambassador for Manchester (the reason he was going to Kuala Lumpur too) but most significantly he was a humble, nice man.