A great memory, my favorite goal was the winner in the 4-3 against Spurs in injury time at the end of 86. He was the focal point in our great sides during that period and, thanks to Sillet and Curtis who played to his strengths, he found his mojo again and was recalled by England.So sad, the biggest compliment to Cyrille is he was respected and dare I say liked by football fans from all teams. My favourite memory of him was his opening goal in the quarter final v Sheffield Wednesday i knew then we’d do it. Would be fitting for some of our lapsed fans to make their way to this weeks home game v Swindon to his memory and say thanks!
That was a great gameA great memory, my favorite goal was the winner in the 4-3 against Spurs in injury time at the end of 86. He was the focal point in our great sides during that period and, thanks to Sillet and Curtis who played to his strengths, he found his mojo again and was recalled by England.
Cyrille was respected throughout the football world and I found him to be a very nice man off the pitch, he knew his name meant something but he was humble yet welcoming strangers with a smile.
We had a giant in our midst and those of us who had the fortune to see him in the Sky Blue shirt should be telling our children/grandchildren that he was ours during his peak years.
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Johan Cruyff tells a nice story about Cyrille Regis in his autobiography My Turn.
The Dutch legend, then manager of Ajax, wanted to sign Regis to replace Marco van Basten, who was about to leave for Milan. Regis was “a physically strong striker with charisma, who was still at the top of his game,” says Cruyff, but the board messed the deal up. They failed again after Cruyff arranged to sign Rabah Madjer, and Cruyff resigned soon after, largely because of the Regis/Madjer deals.
Same here. I was totally astonished when we signed him and was jumping up and down the living room like a crazy fool.Brilliant obituaries on BBC 5Live from Pat Murphy & Leroy Rosenior.
Personally, I have many fond memories of Cyrille playing for us and was astonished when he signed for us. There was much speculation going on about the transfer talks between Sir Cyrille and Bobby Gould when we got hammered 0-3 at home by Walsall in a League Cup 2nd leg match after winning the first leg away by the odd goal. Everybody trooped out the ground staring at the ground and muttering that he wouldnt sign for us now after that rubbish....
He signed the next day !!! The rest is history.
R.I.P. Big man. A true Sky Blue hero.
And the one of him playing table football with the fans! The two pictures sum him up.That photo of him in air heading the ball....What. A. Leap.
As a young trade journo about 15 years ago I got an invite to a press event at a curry restaurant in Mayfair. It was to publicise Jamaica’s first fixture in London I think. Wouldn’t have bothered going until I saw guest of honour was none other than Cyrille Regis, who I think was working as an agent at the time.
My mate Amos was a mad Coventry fan, who had grown up idolizing big Cyrille; he believed he was the great lost English centre forward, unfairly ignored in favour of lesser technically gifted players like Hateley, Lineker and Dixon. Amos loved the man.
Anyway, I invited my mate out for a pint, keeping the real destination private. He was a bit puzzled when we ended up in a curry house at 6.30, but I managed to keep it under wraps til we got in the place and stood in the buffet line for the nosh. And sure enough, ahead of us in the line was Sir Cyrille.
Amos’s face was a picture when he realised what was happening. And once he’d recovered his composure, he cornered Cyrille and must have buttonholed him for about half an hour, replaying goals, quizzing him on all kinds of Coventry minutiae, including giving Amos (a decent pub league striker) a few tips on centre forward play..
And all the way through, Cyrille - plate of biryani balanced on his knee - patiently and graciously chatted away, pausing only to get 3 Cobras for us to stay refreshed.
He was engaging, funny, interested – which is something when you think how often footballers like that get cornered by sad 40-somethings in the pub boring on about some long forgotten match. He could tell his career and goals meant a lot to Amos and never once glazed over or lost interest - he just clearly enjoyed meeting a fan and chewing the fat.
As we were about to slip off, he saw we were leaving and shouted over with a wink, "Amos - elbows, mate. Elbows..."
I got a text from Amos this morning telling me the news.
He signed it off with 'elbows...'
2 things in the build up to that goal I love too: McGrath doing what he did every game and getting absolutely nailed for the team and then the defender who tries to pull Regis back but literally can't get his arms round him!My favourite memory is of him scoring in the 6th round at Hillsborough and wheeling away puffing his cheeks and finger pointing to to the sky. What a player and what a bloke. Cyrille, Cyrille, Cyrille.