“And on that famous day in July 1966, as the final whistle sounded on the most historic moment in English football, he fell to his knees, his head in his hands.
“Many have often wondered what he was thinking – was it pure joy? Was it the seriousness of the accomplishment?
“Was it a relief that a nation’s hopes had come true? Well he always told us he was just bloody.
They added: ‘We were overwhelmed by kind messages from Ireland – a really standout post said that grandfather had made politics almost impossible and transcended – some called him the English Irishman, but why refer to the divisions and the mountains he has so graciously grown above? Simply, he was both a man and a man ”.