This morning I received the sad news of the death of a Dutch hero, Mr Willy van der Kuijlen, a friend of my father's and the top scorer of all time in Holland's football league.
All during my childhood I thought of Willy as the most important man in Holland, who always made everyone happy on football days with his amazing talent. On other days, I sometimes had the honour of being around Willy and his beautiful family, and it always struck me this famous footballer had such kind eyes - hooded eyes with a soft, shy confidence, possibly not what you'd expect from an athlete with such killer instincts on the field.
Maybe that's what made him one of PSV's most beloved players ever - a once-in-a-lifetime talent magnified by the character of a great human being.