We all make mistakes and when we do there is nothing for it but to own up. As it happens I am not alone in this one.
The overwhelming majority of my fellow members of the Football Writers’ Association erred, like myself, when voting for the Footballer of the Year.
As did almost all those on the Professional Footballer’s Association roster when they elected their Player of the Year.
This is not to belittle Raheem Sterling or Virgil Van Dijk, fine footballers both between whom I pondered at length before opting for Liverpool’s upstanding centre-half.
But while I defer to no-one in proclaiming the historic writers’ honour as the supreme individual benediction in our national game, the players came closer to getting it right this year when they anointed Sterling as their Young Player of 2019.
Still they went for Van Dijk for the top honour. So both our constituencies were guilty of forgetting the genius goalscorer who has been taken for granted for eight prolific seasons.
Sergio Kun Aguero has been overlooked yet again, even though he piled up the goals which have basically won the Premier League for Manchester City for a fourth time.
Not to mention four League Cups. And at his rate, most likely his first FA Cup at Wembley this Saturday.
The neglect of this Argentinian in the context of English football is not so much oversight as criminal. Not least when a panel of my Sportsmail colleagues were asked this week to nominate who might have won these awards if not Sterling or Van Dijk – and not one of that 11-man team gave so much as a passing thought to Aguero.
The penny dropped for me last Sunday at the moment Aguero slid home the most vital of City’s goals as they clinched one of the most Titanic championships in league history.
Had he not pouched the instant equaliser to Brighton’s shock opener, then the longer it had gone there is no telling how nerves might plagued City’s last push to finish a point above Liverpool.
Of course it was Kun who began the conversion of anxiety into ecstasy. Who else? He’s been doing it since he came to Manchester from Madrid in the summer of 2011.
Notching at roughly a goal every game-and-half, as he has everywhere he has played in his prolific career. A few statistics: The goal at Brighton was his 32nd in 45 club appearances this season, his 231st in a total of 335 games since joining City.
For the record Sterling’s tallies stand, respectively, at 23 in 48 and 67 in 188. Worthy efforts – again, this is not intended to disparage – but not in the Aguero realm, while his ratio with England comes not remotely close to that of his club-mate with Argentina.
Yet recognition for Aguero has been sparing. Quite how he feels about being ignored for the highest individual prizes in this country is not known but in his modesty he has deflected questions as to whether he should win Europe’s Balon d’Or this season by saying: ‘Lionel Messi should win this whenever he’s still playing.’
Aguero did complicate that answer by suggesting that if not to Messi then this honour, rather than to himself, should go to someone who has reached the Champions League Final.
Van Dijk has achieved that but it needs to be noted that both the FWA and PFA polls closed well before Liverpool’s miraculous semi-final comeback against Barcelona.
Sterling will not be in Madrid on June 1, either. Although there is a perception that my peers rewarded him in large part for boldly speaking out against racism in football.
The FWA does take good conduct into consideration but also has consistency and longevity high among its criteria. By that account Aguero – who is an exemplary professional himself – is hard done by.
For even better measure he has seen off expensive imports, Brazilian wonder-kid Gabriel Jesus among them, who Pep Guardiola recruited as potential replacements. It is, I suppose, another feather in the City manager’s cap that he believed the evidence of his eyes rather than the noughts on the company’s cheque-book and has stayed true to Aguero.
We jumped the gun with Sterling who, at 24, has time on his side to prove that he can deliver season after season.
What we must hope, the writers and the players, that with Kun Aguero coming up 31 in a fortnight we have not left it to late bestow upon him the distinctions he so richly deserves.
If we have, sorry will not be good enough.