As a black City fan, Big C was my hero.
Those were the days. Highfield Road in the 80's. Watching top-division football. The crowd, the passion, the songs echoing from the West Terrace.
And on the pitch, the focal point of City's attacks, was big Cyrille. When he got the ball, you knew something was going to happen. Watching him bearing down on goal, battered defenders in his wake, was a sight like no other in football, then or since. I couldn't believe it when I heard the news on CWR, a legend gone far too soon,
Thanks Cyrille, for many, many happy days. You will be missed.