I’m feeling heartily warmed by the outpouring of respect for Cantona this morning, even from the Utd hayters.
Bravo STW.
My best Cantona experience, walking up the steps from the Barcelona underground into the main square – May 1999 – A chorus of ‘ooh aah Cantona’ starts behind me deep underground and the chant spreads ahead of me as I make my ascent, right out into the square where thousands of reds are literally partying in the street, swinging off lamposts – continuing the chorus. Makes the hairs on my neck stand up thinking about it.
The fact the Utd fans still sing Cantona chants with such gusto, so many years after he retired goes to show how much he is idolised up there.
The modern footballer is not fit to tie his laces. Vive le God!