Jack Charlton. Rip.
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brieverton
Player Valuation: £50m
A sad loss to football and a rare breed, another of whom we will not see the likes of anymore.
RIP Big Jack.
RIP Big Jack.
Chris O'Connor
Player Valuation: £35m
As a manager his side's tended to play largely route one percentage football and not particularly pleasing on the eye, an old school Pulis, Allardyce, Bruce type of manager first with Boro and then Ireland, so it's as a player and a goalscoring centre back he'll most fondly be remembered.
First and foremost he was a member of the 1966 World Cup winning team but also as a member of arguably the most successful team Leeds have ever had. Even if pretty well universally hated for their 'over-physical' no prisoners approach to the game, winning a second division title, league title and FA Cup winners medal under Don Revie and reaching the European Cup semis before bowing out through injury in 1973, the season Leeds won the European Cup-Winners Cup helped put Leeds on the footballing map.
First and foremost he was a member of the 1966 World Cup winning team but also as a member of arguably the most successful team Leeds have ever had. Even if pretty well universally hated for their 'over-physical' no prisoners approach to the game, winning a second division title, league title and FA Cup winners medal under Don Revie and reaching the European Cup semis before bowing out through injury in 1973, the season Leeds won the European Cup-Winners Cup helped put Leeds on the footballing map.
artetas_biggest_fan
Player Valuation: £6m
It’s hard to put into words what he did for Ireland, not just football, but culturally. He was a giant of a man.
Nobody else could have done what he did. You could have put a top manager like Fergie in charge of us, had the same (or even better) on field results, and it still wouldn’t have come close to the impact of big Jack.
His genial, down to earth manner, the way he carried himself as a man of the people. No airs or graces, loved his fishing and pint of Guinness. To the public he was a pied piper like figure. “Jacks Army” wasn’t a gimmicky phrase, it was real. The Jacks Army song is often played today on the public address system during Ireland games in Dublin and you are immediately brought back to that era, not the games from that era, but the feeling, and you cannot replicate that feeling.
He had a million people out on the streets of Dublin after Italia 90, that was all down to him. It’s an impossible era to follow. We could win a World Cup, and we wouldn’t have the same elation or love for the man in charge of it. Growing up in the north during the troubles, police barriers/checkpoints in every town, constantly having to watch what you say to people you don’t know, shootings and bombs going off right in you own town (and a car bomb in your own housing estate killing a man your brothers age), and amidst all of this was this man on the TV bringing us joy with the team he led. People will have their own choice of game as their favourite, for me nothing will ever surpass beating Italy in Giants stadium.
Losing Jack is the closest thing to losing a family member. I know I’m not alone in crying this morning. The happiness he brought us can never be repaid. Thanks Jack. RIP.
Nobody else could have done what he did. You could have put a top manager like Fergie in charge of us, had the same (or even better) on field results, and it still wouldn’t have come close to the impact of big Jack.
His genial, down to earth manner, the way he carried himself as a man of the people. No airs or graces, loved his fishing and pint of Guinness. To the public he was a pied piper like figure. “Jacks Army” wasn’t a gimmicky phrase, it was real. The Jacks Army song is often played today on the public address system during Ireland games in Dublin and you are immediately brought back to that era, not the games from that era, but the feeling, and you cannot replicate that feeling.
He had a million people out on the streets of Dublin after Italia 90, that was all down to him. It’s an impossible era to follow. We could win a World Cup, and we wouldn’t have the same elation or love for the man in charge of it. Growing up in the north during the troubles, police barriers/checkpoints in every town, constantly having to watch what you say to people you don’t know, shootings and bombs going off right in you own town (and a car bomb in your own housing estate killing a man your brothers age), and amidst all of this was this man on the TV bringing us joy with the team he led. People will have their own choice of game as their favourite, for me nothing will ever surpass beating Italy in Giants stadium.
Losing Jack is the closest thing to losing a family member. I know I’m not alone in crying this morning. The happiness he brought us can never be repaid. Thanks Jack. RIP.
flibbyflob
Player Valuation: £40m
Couldn't bring myself to mention any RS, Houghton was good too to be fair.
Beautifully put
A true great on and off the field.
Edit; His autobiography is a good read too.
Edit; His autobiography is a good read too.
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Alanbileysfeathercut
Player Valuation: £80m
Watching him giving that award to his brother on football focus, I like many shed a tear.
Some fantastic memories from Jack's time in charge of Ireland
Did an amazing job with Ireland
He was always the Shredded Wheat guy when I was growing up
RIP
So many of that side from 66 gone
He was always the Shredded Wheat guy when I was growing up
RIP
So many of that side from 66 gone
gonetomorrow
Player Valuation: £80m
He cheated the Hibs out of a place in the next round of the old Fairs Cup.
He's not remembered with affection in the Leith part of Edinburgh.
That's for sure.
He's not remembered with affection in the Leith part of Edinburgh.
That's for sure.
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