“The first day my dad brought him to train he said he’d found someone who’d play for England,” says Ricky. “When he told me to watch him play, he’d been sin-binned – just for being a bit too enthusiastic – but it wasn’t long before I saw it for myself. We’d be kicking off games and he’d just get the ball and score. It was a bit unfair on the other teams. He just stood out a mile. He was a lot bigger than the other kids for his age and we started playing him in the older age groups. When we took the team abroad to Holland and Belgium the crowds would form on the touchline as word spread about Ross.”