In times past many fine wingers have donned the Leicester City shirt to grace the wide areas of the now defunct Filbert Street pitch: Riley, Sinclair, Stringfellow, to name but three. But, from what I can gather from video, newspaper clippings, and the memories of fans themselves, one winger above all others captured the imaginations and pulse-rates of the highly critical Leicester supporters. With “The pace of a Ferrari and the footwork of a Covent garden Principal”, as one sports journalist described him, Lenny Glover seemed destined to become a City legend after his British record transfer from Charlton Athletic to the Foxes in 1967. And so it was to prove.Beset by injuries in his first season Lenny used the next to cement his reputation as one of the finest wingers in the country – one friend still feels the hairs at the back of his neck prickle when he describes the buzz of anticipation inside the ground as Lenny turned an opposing defence inside out or out sprinted the fullback marking him.

Despite calls from many quarters – described as the best uncapped winger in the world – Lenny was never granted an England Cap. He did, however, help the Foxes to an F.A. cup final appearance (hampered though he was in the final and semi-final by a groin injury); two cup semi-finals; a Division Two Championship; and a Charity Shield win against the mighty Liverpool.

Probably his most productive and enjoyable spell at the club was in the early to mid-seventies, playing in what’s now considered the finest Leicester side of all time alongside Keith Weller, Peter Shilton, Alan Birchenal, and the great Frank Worthington – Lenny and Frank being a double act worth the price of admission on it’s own Ending his City career as he started, beset once more by injuries, Lenny moved across the pond to Florida and a two-year spell with Tampa Bay Rowdies, playing against superstars such as Pele, Beckenbauer, and Best. After this it was back to England and a season with non-league Kettering before trying his hand at pub hostelry. However, in the mid-nineties, feeling the itch, he took over the reins at non-league Harlow Town with a good friend and ex-City midfielder Bobby Kellard; becoming, at the age of fifty-two, the oldest player to play at that level.

Having always been something of a wheeler-dealer, Lenny then decided to buy and sell full-time; eventually running into a spot of bother and a well publicised court-case which he will cover at greater length in his forthcoming autobiography to be published in 2008.