To all who knew the great man!

I remember coming back from America last Summer and
the first phone call I got was from Max asking (not
that I could refuse and say no) if I wanted to play
football in the park. After being away from Queens
Park for a year cos of uni it was playing football
with Max, O, Dash, Louis, Ize, Theo, Nick and Frank
etc that really made me feel like I was at home again.
I remember calling round his house and him offering
me astro turfs or boots or trainers to wear to
play-the selection was unreal. Max was buzzing; he
couldn't wait to play football and he was listening to
some Spanish hip-hop and telling me how much he
couldn't wait to go out there to live.
I have many memories of Max but this one is the one
I cherish the most because I could see that he was so
happy and had matured into a great man. Max will
always be in my thoughts and even though I wasn't as
close to him as alot of other people the impact he had
on me was substantial. Playing football with him for
years allowed me to get to know him, and the time
spent chilling pre and post footie was where I could
see Max as others saw him. Always interested in what
you had to say he would never get bored of listening.
To all those who knew him my sincerest condolences. I
will never forget you Max and your kindness and love
will live on. Rest in peace mate. Declan