At the end of the 1996/97 season, Eric Cantona shocked Manchester United by bringing his professional career to a premature end when he reached the conclusion that, at the age of 30, he was pig soddin’ sick of being told what time he had to go to bed.
I loved the game but I no longer had the passion to go to bed early, not to go out with my friends, not to drink, and not to do a lot of other things, the things I like in life.
Instead, Cantona decided he would like to pursue a new passion: melodramatic acting – and lo, a thespian was born.
This gloriously hammy advert for Eurostar wasn’t King Eric’s first gig, but it proved to be the springboard that would go on to propel him to his iconic roles, such as ‘The Stallion’ (in seminal French language classic ‘Les Rencontres d’Apres Minuit’) and ‘Eric Cantona’ (in ‘Looking For Eric’)…
The impudent wave of the wrist while meditating on leg room is just perfect.
You can keep your Joey Bartons. This is Eric Cantona at his glorious pseudo-philosophical peak.