I remember Cyril Beavon very well. A charming man off the pitch, cynical and vindictive on it. I remember well an August fixture in 1964. We played Brighton on a glorious August evening at the Goldstone. They were full of it, having secured the services of English International Bobby Smith. As I recall, they had a particularly speedy left winger who was giving us problems. Cyril did a real hatchet job on him, showing no emotion and slowly chewing gum. You never got sent off in those days but Cyril came very, very close. I think we got a nil nil draw. He once told me "you get nothing for coming second and in football there is no place for losers". How right he was. He was a loyal servant to Oxford United and the world is a poorer place with his passing. He had time for everybody and was a true gentleman.