Any of the Rangers players I have met have been top class, but I've only met them in hospitality and book signings, so they have been expecting to liase with fans.
Andy Goram at a youth team fund raiser years ago was a standout, took some amount of time to pose for pictures and sign autographs..." thanks for the photo Mr Goram".....reply " call me Andy "..
I may have posted this before, but no matter what team you play for, even a small amount of fame can go right to your head....
Back in the early nineties a couple of the ladies who worked in my office were out at all the trendy places in Glasgow every weekend...back in the office on the Monday they were discussing the most obnoxious, intrusive, bigheaded, loudmouth,sleazy character they would come across reasonably regular in these fine establishments.
Not knowing the first thing about the beautiful game, they had no idea who he was, only his name and that he was a footballer.
With the way he behaved they thought he played for a big club and was a huge international star, they suggested something like Liverpool,Manchester United and Scotland.....
When they told me it was Sam McGivern, an average Scottish plodder who was playing for Falkirk it gave me a laugh....
Another one to show how easy game can be bad for your personality...and you should possibly never meet your heroes...
A council employee was doing a gas check at my flat 20 odd years ago, a pleasant chap, we were talking about the game as he was a big Kilmarnock fan, every game home and away.
He had recently been on a Euro trip, he paid the extra for him and his 9 year old son to travel with the official party.
In the departure lounge, his boy is so excited because all the team are there, just acting normal with the club shell suits on, chatting to fans, reading magazines etc.
The boy was a big fan of a guy called Ally Mitchell who was at Kilmarnock for a number of years and was a big fan favourite to be fair.
Dad has his camera and thought he would attempt to capture a moment for his boy to cherish.
The young lad approached Mitchell and quietly and politely asked if he could have a picture....
The player looks up from his copy of the Sun and replies.." jesus fukkin christ, can ye no see am readin the fukkin paper furr fukk sake"....
The boy's old man was furious told Mitchell not to bother and took his heartbroken boy away.
This from chancers who play for Falkirk and Kilmarnock, not Barcelona and Real Madrid.