Great character. Being of Irish stock followed Ireland at World Cup 94 when he was manager. Will always remember the 1-0 win against Italy in Giants stadium. Great day out.RIP
Not sure if its still there, but there used to be a statue of Jack Charlton fishing next to a small ornamental pond in the arrivals area at Cork Airport.
I have always believed that J C was the last and one of the most important jigsaw pieces in the making of Ramsey's World Cup winning team .. he was a totally determined granite hard defender who allowed Moore some discretion at the back .. J C held the defence together and terrified all but the bravest attackers, I'll go so far as to say that without him we would not have won the cup. I remember him at the Valley (mid 1960s) in Leeds's promotion year a hard man in a very hard team: Hunter, Bremner, Giles, Reaney, Collins, Cooper; J C was the hardest of them all but in an understated way .. I recall him grabbing goalkeeper Sprake by the collar after one mistake .. Leeds beat a very good Addicks team that day in a season where we finished just short of promotion (no play offs in those days) .. memories memories lol
J C has suffered from dementia for a while but I could never imagine him dying, he seemed so indestructible .. I know it comes to us all, but this is a sad day
R I P (now posted on 2 tributes )
A classic example of the importance of the team, rather than just picking the best individuals
Jack wasn't the 2nd best CB in England after Moore, but the perfect contrasting player to partner him
Good to see the Daily Mirror bang down to standard today. Posthumous knighthood. Yep front page in all seriousness. Without for one second denigrating the great man nor trivialising his achievements: rewriting the centuries old foundation of an honour bestowed (in theory) by monarchs is just so silly but bang average for this tawdry flimsy comic. Whoever it is robbing a living as editor at the Mirror needs to pack it in, hand back their salary for the last coupla years and do something less humiliating with their time. FFS. Never an establishment figure or one to brown nose people I'm sure as sure can be Jack couldn't care less what the Mirror or most anybody thought of him. His honorary Irish citizenship will have been much closer to his heart.
Good to see the Daily Mirror bang down to standard today. Posthumous knighthood. Yep front page in all seriousness. Without for one second denigrating the great man nor trivialising his achievements: rewriting the centuries old foundation of an honour bestowed (in theory) by monarchs is just so silly but bang average for this tawdry flimsy comic. Whoever it is robbing a living as editor at the Mirror needs to pack it in, hand back their salary for the last coupla years and do something less humiliating with their time. FFS. Never an establishment figure or one to brown nose people I'm sure as sure can be Jack couldn't care less what the Mirror or most anybody thought of him. His honorary Irish citizenship will have been much closer to his heart.
Shocked! I would of thought that rag would want the Order of Lenin...
This is a great piece and Jack explains it better than I can. How he got under the skin of the Irish and we did the same with him. “I’m not an honorary, I’m an Irish citizen”. Rest in Peace Jack ☘️
I saw Jack’s last two games as manager of the Republic, as I started travelling to games as much as I could. He’d already been responsible for igniting the team and the country behind them and, despite those last two games being defeats, they are some of the best memories I will ever have of following Ireland.
For the Portugal game, my pal Jason and I sat in the Co-Op Travel Agents in Woolwich for an hour while the rep tried to find us a hotel in Lisbon. Nothing doing, as 30,000 Irish fans were descending, so we just took the plane tickets. Had no match tickets either.
When we got off the plane and onto the bus into the city, there was the two of us and a young lad in a Galway United shirt on his own. Asked him where he was staying and he dug into his bag, pulling out a Youth Hostel directory...and two Charlton programmes. Fate! We got beds at the youth hostel and quickly got chatting to other Irish fans who had travelled from Ireland, US and Australia. They told us where the Portuguese FA offices were, walked us round there and while queuing, the Portuguese fans all directed us out of the queue and inside to our own “away” window.
Within 2 hours of landing, we had a place to stay and tickets for the game.
Whilst we lost 3-0 in driving rain and were drenched through, we were in great spirits and had a great night. On the spur of the moment, 6 of us then decided to take the overnight train to the Algarve. Drank tequila on the train with a load of Portuguese soldiers (who got free travel on the night trains) and fell out at Lagos at 6am. Had to wait for the youth hostel to open at 7.30 but then spent 3 great days in the sun before heading back to Lisbon for flights home.
So many good friends made and experiences lived from that trip and because of it. Bless ya Jack!
Directed by Gabriel Clarke. The most remarkable moments - the huge crowd in Dublin (on Jack's incoming flight the pilot took the plane over the city centre so the great man could see for himself) and at the opposite end of the scale one individual, namely Paul McGrath.
I hadn't realised how important Jack was to the whole nation. The success of the team really changed the way the Irish people thought about themselves, and banished the wider sense of insecurity they had
Beautifully made documentary and very moving in places. Jack Charlton was a fascinating character who achieved so much. His decline into dementia was sad to see.
Thought it was a very heartfelt story but felt the narrative jumped about a bit. Looked to me like two directors in the edit and credits seem to back that up. Still a very good watch.
Directed by Gabriel Clarke. The most remarkable moments - the huge crowd in Dublin (on Jack's incoming flight the pilot took the plane over the city centre so the great man could see for himself) and at the opposite end of the scale one individual, namely Paul McGrath.
Great programme but very sad to see him like that.
Poor bloke couldn't remember that he was revered in Ireland but recognised a picture of McGrath.
My Nan had it and we visited her care home one Christmas Day. Didn't really know who me or my dad were but I gave her a card. She had 3 or 4 shelves full of cards and I just put it in the middle of one of them. Took her for a walk around the gardens and when we got back, she looked at the shelf and said "that card's new". Don't think she even realised it was Christmas.
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Not sure if its still there, but there used to be a statue of Jack Charlton fishing next to a small ornamental pond in the arrivals area at Cork Airport.
A terrible few months for Leeds off the pitch, losing 3 genuine club legends Hunter, Cherry and now Charlton
Jack wasn't the 2nd best CB in England after Moore, but the perfect contrasting player to partner him
Once again RIP Jack
Posthumous knighthood.
Yep front page in all seriousness.
Without for one second denigrating the great man nor trivialising his achievements: rewriting the centuries old foundation of an honour bestowed (in theory) by monarchs is just so silly but bang average for this tawdry flimsy comic.
Whoever it is robbing a living as editor at the Mirror needs to pack it in, hand back their salary for the last coupla years and do something less humiliating with their time. FFS.
Never an establishment figure or one to brown nose people I'm sure as sure can be Jack couldn't care less what the Mirror or most anybody thought of him. His honorary Irish citizenship will have been much closer to his heart.
When we got off the plane and onto the bus into the city, there was the two of us and a young lad in a Galway United shirt on his own. Asked him where he was staying and he dug into his bag, pulling out a Youth Hostel directory...and two Charlton programmes. Fate! We got beds at the youth hostel and quickly got chatting to other Irish fans who had travelled from Ireland, US and Australia. They told us where the Portuguese FA offices were, walked us round there and while queuing, the Portuguese fans all directed us out of the queue and inside to our own “away” window.
Within 2 hours of landing, we had a place to stay and tickets for the game.
Happy tears and sad tears the whole way.
What cruel irony that his memory left him after he created so many memories for so many people.
RIP Jack.
Directed by Gabriel Clarke. The most remarkable moments - the huge crowd in Dublin (on Jack's incoming flight the pilot took the plane over the city centre so the great man could see for himself) and at the opposite end of the scale one individual, namely Paul McGrath.
I hadn't realised how important Jack was to the whole nation. The success of the team really changed the way the Irish people thought about themselves, and banished the wider sense of insecurity they had
Poor bloke couldn't remember that he was revered in Ireland but recognised a picture of McGrath.
My Nan had it and we visited her care home one Christmas Day. Didn't really know who me or my dad were but I gave her a card. She had 3 or 4 shelves full of cards and I just put it in the middle of one of them. Took her for a walk around the gardens and when we got back, she looked at the shelf and said "that card's new". Don't think she even realised it was Christmas.