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The moment I remember so vividly is the goal he scored at Old Trafford after having somewhat of a goal drought. As Cantona picked the ball up just inside his own half and began to move forward with the ball it looked like the whole of Old Trafford had stopped and everyone knew what was about to happen. Cantona flowed across the turf with the ease and arrogance of a man who knew his destiny. Breaking through a couple of tackles he played a one-two on the edge of the box with Brian Mc Clair, and then it happened! Without thinking twice, ‘The King’ stabs at the ball and the ball rises and moves towards the goal as if in slow motion. The keeper is helpless as the ball floats over his head and arrives in the top corner of the goal. For many players this would be enough, but the game of football was Eric’s canvas and he was far from finished. Rather than run off and celebrate with the energy and exhilaration that comes with scoring a great goal, Cantona merely turned around, puffed out his chest and looked at his audience as if to say “give me what I deserve!”.
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After winning the title with Leeds United, Sir Alex was on the lookout for a player who could make a difference for him at Old Trafford. At first Cantona was not in contention but after Sir Alex found out that Leeds were willing to let him go cheaply he decided that Cantona was the man to change his and the clubs fortunes. It is needless to say that he was right. Eric Cantona more than any other Man United player changed the perception of the club. While United had began to rediscover success, it was ‘The King” that restored them to their dominance. His personal accolades speak for them self, winning six titles in seven years at three different clubs, along with a host of individual honours.
It could be said that unfortunately with all his genius King Cantona had a dark side. But to take this away would have taken away from charismatic player he was. I do not condone many of his antics, including his ‘kung-fu’ style kick on a fan after been sent of at Crystal Palace, but what I do say is that when he played, we watched, and we watched intently. There was never a moment when you didn't believe that you were about to witness something extraordinary.
To put it simply, the man changed the game. He showed me what it was to have passion, and while this might have overflowed several times it was what I needed to see. Eric Cantona showed me what it was to play the game of football. It isn’t about exorbitant wages and driving flash cars, it’s about making the most of your time on the pitch, and about making it a spectacle for all us adoring fans. He made football a work of art, and he was the embodiment of this discipline. He was a man that beat to his own drum, who did not conform to the game, but made the game conform to him.
Sadly, Cantona called time on his career long before he had fallen from his best. Then again, that is what he always did isn’t it. He always left us wanting more!
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