Mr. Best, Where Did It All Go Wrong?

So, it is said, the man from room service inquired as he delivered vintage champagne to the former football genius in his suite at a plush hotel. There was £20,000 in cash scattered on the bed which also contained the current Miss Universe. In today's laddish world, the remark may seem laughable. Yet the waiter had a point. George Best had squandered one of the rarest and most precious football talents ever seen in favour of a self-indulgent merry-go-round of birds and booze. George Best died today. The guy was a fucking superstar and a train wreck at the same time, like most all of us.

"I spent a lot of money on booze, birds and fast cars - the rest I just squandered."
"I used to go missing a lot...Miss Canada, Miss United Kingdom, Miss World..."
"In 1969 I gave up women and alcohol. It was the worst 20 minutes of my life."

Read the BBC obituary. It is fascinating. He was some lad but one who really did drink himself straight to death.