I remember his brother Robert, he was the world record holder of keepy uppys or something like that, and he came on the pitch at half time at one home game and did keepy uppys from the Holte to the Wittin End.
I was gutted when Walters left, you could tell he was the real deal. You knew he would go on to better things. It was like losing Yorke, Barry or Milner, or even Ashley Young you couldn't really hold it against a player that would go on and win silverware elsewhere.