Wonderful. Have seen this before but never tired. Found the brothers family home around 6 weeks before the announcement of Jack's death. My late wife & I stood in the streets of Ashington on the day of his funeral, social distancing just after lockdown. I know that Sir Alex Fergusen has previously paid tribute to the Boys Brigade. Before watching the recording, I'd forgotten that like myself Jack was a bugler in the BB.
Paul was the fastest player in that wonderful Leeds team. I had the pleasure of seeing him play often over the years. Great athlete and competitor who always looked so composed on the ball. Good to see he's keeping well.
Italia 90 was one of the biggest things to ever happen in Ireland. The whole country went completely nuts. Hard to put it in to words how huge it was. It literally changed the country
The more i see this, the more i think respect to Cissie Charlton. Amazing she could run a house with not even the basic facilities like a bathroom . When Jack Charlton was at the height of his success here in ireland she was interviewed with him on irish tv . She came across really well too.
I had a conversation with the late Glenn Roader. What a lovely guy he was. Anyway, he was telling me about when he and Paul Gascoigne ,(a great mate of his and his Best Man), were both at Newcastle. Jack was then the manager. However, Jack was bored by training and far more interested in fishing than football at that time. Jack would keep a close eye on the time and always turn up at the end of the training session. There he would be - post-fishing - in his Barber Jacket, corduroy trousers and slip-on shoes. He would always suggest that they ended each training session, (take note ENGLAND!), with an elimination penalty shoot-out session in which he would take part. He always won. Every single time. Glenn said that there was nothing more demoralising than being beaten in a penalty shootout by a man wearing a Barber Jacket, corduroy trousers and slip-on shoes.
Graham sounas , I love to have a few Guinness with that man, honesty, integrity, loyalty, respect, appreciation, he's a good fuckin mam, hard to find real men like that 🇮🇪🏴
Interesting that piece at the end where he talks about people being happy where they lived in the North and with their lifestyle and so on, from that era onwards and the country as a whole has had that sort of heart ripped out of it by consecutive governments and businesses - happiness in your community has been destroyed - it seems amazing now to listen to those simple words which resonate so much: I am happy where I am and with what I have - echoes into an abyss. very poignant the whole piece.
Every single word Jackie said was true. He was a canny lad. A bit tight but a canny lad all the same. He never forgot where he came from. Travel easy bonny lad.
A man’s man and also a man of the people. Once was away at Ayresome Park and Big Jack was climbing up some steps to a commentary box at the side of the stand. Our lot started singing “Judas” as he had taken the ROI job and in good jest he stopped half way up and waved a bit walking stick above his head and laughed. We all laughed with him.
Ahhh Jack thanks for the memories. Irelands English man just goes to show we can love the ordinary English people never forgotten ordinary men can be God's
I Got My Photograph With Jack Charlton In A Pub In South Shields After I Came Out My 5 Week Coma In South Shields When I Was 12... ...European Cup Winner With South Shields Football Club In Maastricht Holland And On Middlesbrough Football Club's School Of Excellence Under 12's... ...Ho Ho Ho Ho...Merry Christmas Everyone...
