Digressing, in a hotel in Wolfsburg circa 2010 Steve Mclaren was sat eating breakfast as me and some colleagues walked in and he looked up at us and said “No photos, no autographs” without any of us uttering a word.
We walked around the corner into the other side of the restaurant to find Sting sat with 3 of his guys who all said “Good morning gents” and we sat at the table next to him and he asked us if we were there for his concert that evening at the Wolfsburg arena across the way. We weren’t (we were on a VW reward/award junket and we’re at the Ritz-Carlton near the VW factory) but we had a little bit of banter with him (maybe 5 minutes) and I mentioned my wife was a fan and I’d listened and knew a lot of his music, and he asked how many of us there were (10) and he left 10 tickets at reception for us. After the concert we had a beer with him and his entourage in the bar at the Ritz-Carlton and he posed for pictures, signed autographs and gave me his pen (that my wife treasures)
I came to the conclusion that Sting is a thoroughly down to earth chap and Mclaren is a prick.