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Ein außergewöhnliches Buch ehrt den außergewöhnlichsten Fußballer aller Zeiten. Die exklusive Biografie, die schlicht "Pelé" heißt, ehrt den dreimaligen Weltmeister, der mit 17 Jahren den ersten Titel holte. In PLAYER schreibt er über den Weg in das Finale 1958 von Schweden
Das WM-Jahr 1958 war erst mein zweites als Profi. Daher war mir klar: Nur wenn ich mehr geben würde als die anderen, würde es mir gelingen, den Trainer des Nationalteams zu beeindrucken. Ob ich es packen würde, war aber trotzdem lange Zeit unklar. Eines Tages sagte Dondinho, ein Freund von mir, er habe von meiner Nominierung im Radio erfahren. Das Problem war nur: Er war sich nicht sicher, ob sie im Radio Telê, der für Fluminense spielte, oder tatsächlich Pelé gesagt hatten. "Ich denke, du bist bald im Team", sagte er. Modesto Roma, mein damaliger Präsident beim FC Santos war es, der mir schließlich sagte: "Hey, Kiddo, du bist in der Seleção."
Damals war es so, dass zunächst viel mehr Spieler einen Anruf bekamen, als später tatsächlich zur Weltmeisterschaft gehen würden. Der Nationaltrainer war Vicente Feola, doch es war Dr. Paulo Machado de Carvalho, der Chef der brasilianischen Delegation, der uns zusammenrief, um den WM-Kader bekannt zu geben. Eine absolut nervenaufreibende Sitzung. Als Dr. Paulo fertig und mein Name noch immer nicht gefallen war, dachte ich zunächst: Das war's, weil ich sicher war, dass er die Liste derer vorgelesen hatte, die dabei sind - er hatte schließlich auch Luizinho erwähnt, der damals ein großer Star bei Corinthians war und dessen Platz im Team so gut wie sicher schien. Aber Luizinho war überraschend nicht nominiert - ich schon.
Anschließend gab es einen großen öffentlichen Aufschrei über die Nichtnominierung von Luizinho. Der Protest war so groß, dass sogar noch ein Vorbereitungsspiel gegen seinen Klub vereinbart wurde. Dies sollte seine letzte Chance sein, sich doch noch in das Team zu spielen. Das Stadion war voll, und wir wurden kräftig ausgebuht. Es schien, als sei die Heimmannschaft das Nationalteam und wir irgendeine Truppe aus dem Ausland. Aber wir dominierten das Spiel. Beim Stand von 3:1 bekam ich den Ball, rannte in Richtung Straf-raum, als plötzlich Ari Clemente aus dem Nichts auftauchte und zum Ball grätschte. Ich versuchte ihn zu umspielen, doch er traf mich am rechten Knie. Ich dachte zunächst, ich würde weiterspielen können, aber schon bei der ersten Belastung gab das Knie regelrecht nach. Ich kann mich noch gut erinnern, wie ängstlich ich nach meiner Auswechslung Dr. Hilton Gosling, unseren Teamarzt, und Mario Américo, unseren Physiotherapeuten, angesehen habe. Es schien mir, als hielten sie nicht nur mein Knie, sondern meine gesamte Zukunft in ihren Händen. Der Arzt wollte mir den Mut nicht nehmen und sagte: "Mach dir keine Sorgen, wir kriegen das in Ordnung."
Trotzdem machte ich mir große Sorgen, ob ich es zur WM packen würde. Ich sprach mit Dr. Paulo und sagte ihm, dass ich kein unnötiger Ballast für das Team sein wollte. Er glaubte an meine Genesung. Erst viel später fand ich heraus, dass nicht viel gefehlt hätte, und ich wäre zu Hause geblieben. Die Delegationsleitung und der Trainer dachten sehr lange und intensiv darüber nach.
Zu meiner großen Überraschung blieb ich im Team und befand mich wenige Tage später auf dem Weg nach Italien. Dort standen zwei Vorbereitungsspiele gegen den AC Florenz und Inter Mailand an. Bei beiden saß ich mit meiner Knieverletzung nur auf der Bank. Dr. Gosling hatte mir eine Serie von schmerzhaften Behandlungen verpasst. Was ich damals nicht ahnte: Er fürchtete, dass ich vielleicht einen ganzen Monat ausfallen würde.
Am 2. Juni setzten wir unsere Reise nach Schweden fort. Es waren nur noch sechs Tage bis zum ersten Spiel der WM. In Gruppe vier trafen wir auf Österreich, England und die UdSSR. Unser Quartier war in Hindas, einem kleinen Ort nahe Göteborg. Unser Hotel war sehr komfortabel, fast schon luxuriös. Es gab Saft, Croissants, Joghurt - eben alles, was das Herz begehrt. Meine Liebe zu Schweden wuchs sehr schnell, es ist ein Land mit schöner Landschaft, mit vielen Seen, Bäumen, klarer reiner Luft - und hübschen Mädchen. Die trafen wir, wenn wir in die Disko gingen. Die schwedischen Mädchen liebten uns, inesondere die schwarzen Spieler. Ich schätze, wir waren etwas Neues für sie. Ich erinnere mich, dass all die 14- und 15-jährigen Mädchen vor allem hinter mir her waren. Normalerweise bekamen die großen und gut aussehenden Spieler wie Mauro oder Gilmar die meiste Aufmerksamkeit. Aber nein, diese Mädchen wollten mich, Didi oder Moacir. Sie sagten, wir wären wunderschön. Es war eine wundervolle Zeit. Ich hatte sogar einen kleinen Flirt mit einem großartigen schwedischen Mädchen namens Ilena. Sie war von meiner schwarzen Haut fasziniert und ich von ihren blauen Augen und ihren blonden Haaren. In Hindas hatten wir auch die Möglichkeit, fischen zu gehen, was ich sehr liebte. Hierbei konnte ich entspannen und träumen - von einem gesunden Knie und davon, endlich zu spielen.
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Zu unserem Auftaktmatch in Uddevalla gegen Österreich war ich allerdings immer noch verletzt. Wir gewannen dennoch 3:0 und spielten anschließend 0:0 gegen England. Im Spiel gegen die UdSSR ging es um den Gruppensieg. Zu dieser Zeit lief ich frustriert die Wände hoch und runter. Ich war wieder fit, konnte es aber bisher nicht beweisen. Doch endlich war es so weit. Einer der Delegationsleiter fragte mich: "Nascimento, bist du bereit? Feola will dich im nächsten Spiel aufstellen."
Es sah danach aus, als sei mein Einsatz in trockenen Tüchern. Letztes Hindernis war der Teampsychologe. Er hatte Tests an allen Spielern vorgenommen. Wir mussten Bilder malen und Fragen beantworten. Entweder war er für den Fußball seiner Zeit voraus, einfach anormal - oder beides. Über mich fällte er das Urteil, dass ich nicht die mentale Stärke für ein so großes Match hätte. Er riet auch von einem Einsatz Garrinchas ab, den er für nicht genügend verantwortungsvoll hielt. Glücklicherweise ließ sich Feola immer mehr von seinen Instinkten führen als von Experten.
Er sagte zum Psychologen: "Du magst Recht haben, doch leider hast du von Fußball keine Ahnung. Wenn Pelés Knie wirklich in Ordnung ist, dann spielt er auch."
Als ich gegen die UdSSR auflief, war ich 17 Jahre alt und damit der jüngste Spieler im Turnier. Ich erinnere mich, wie ich beim Anblick der Russen dachte: Okay, sie mögen groß sein, aber auch große Bäume kann man fällen.
Wir stellten uns für die Nationalhymnen auf, und ich spürte, wie eine emotionale Welle durch meinen Körper schoss: Das war es, worum es ging. Das war es, wofür ich trainiert hatte, weshalb ich all die Behandlungen auf mich genommen hatte. Ein Land zu repräsentieren, ein fußballverrücktes Land noch dazu, das ist die größte Herausforderung von allen. Es war gleichzeitig wahnsinnig inspirierend und beunruhigend.
Nach dem Anpfiff spielten wir eine andere Art von Fußball, als in den ersten beiden Spielen. Garrincha und Vavá waren in exzellenter Form und deckten die Schwächen in der russischen Abwehr gnadenlos auf. Garrincha hatte die erste Chance. Er dribbelte an einem Verteidiger vorbei und trat den Ball in Richtung Jaschins Tor. Dieser verschätzte sich, aber der Ball traf nur den Pfosten. Wenig später passierte mir genau das Gleiche. Zum zweiten Mal lag mir der Torschrei auf der Zunge. Didí schnauzte mich an: "Entspann dich, Kleiner, dass Tor wird schon noch fallen." Nur ein paar Minuten später traf Vavá zum 1:0, endlich konnten wir jubeln. Danach beruhigte sich das Spiel, und ich spürte mein Knie mehr und mehr. Ich versuchte, es zu schonen, hatte jedoch Angst und wollte nur noch die Führung verteidigen. Ein fataler Fehler. Ich versemmelte zwei Torchancen, die ich normalerweise sicher reingemacht hätte. Die Russen setzten uns stark zu, aber unsere Abwehr hielt stand. Nach einem weiteren Tor von Vavá war das Viertelfinale erreicht. Plötzlich waren wir die Favoriten auf den Turniersieg.
Wir erfuhren, dass unser nächster Gegner Wales sein würde. Sie hatten 2:1 gegen Ungarn gewonnen. Für mich persönlich war das Spiel gegen Wales das wichtigste. Wiederum eine hart umkämpfte Partie, die allerdings spannender war, als alle anderen zuvor. Wir wussten, wenn wir verlieren, fliegen wir aus dem Turnier. Jack Kelsey, der walisische Torwart, war in großartiger Form, und sein Team stand sehr gut in der Abwehr. Die erste Hälfte endete 0:0, und Feola hielt uns eine lautstarke Kabinenansprache. In der zweiten Hälfte bekam ich den Ball von Didí. Von meiner Brust ließ ich ihn auf den rechten Fuß tropfen, drehte mich um den Verteidiger und traf. Es war mein erstes WM-Tor und gleichzeitig der Siegtreffer. Es stärkte mein Selbstbewusstsein komplett. Danach hatte ich einen Lauf.
Für das Halbfinale reisten wir zum ersten Mal nach Stockholm. Unser Gegner hieß Frankreich, das Spiel wurde ein Sieben-Tore-Thriller. Vavá brachte uns in Front, doch im Gegenzug glich Just Fontaine (der 13 Tore im Turnier schoss, was heute immer noch WM-Rekord ist) aus. Ich holte den Ball aus dem Netz und lief mit ihm zum Mittelkreis. Eine Geste, die zeigen sollte, welches Selbstvertrauen wir hatten. Mit einem bemerkenswerten Fernschuss brachte uns Didí dann auch erneut in Führung. In der zweiten Hälfte war ich der Pelé, der ich immer sein wollte. Ich schoss drei Tore und spielte mit einer erstaunlichen Abgeklärtheit für einen 17-jährigen Jungen. Trotz eines späten zweiten Treffers für Frankreich war das Spiel entschieden. Wir standen im Finale.
Am Morgen des Endspiels, dem 29. Juni 1958, war der Himmel über Stockholm grau, und es braute sich ein Sturm zusammen. Jeder sagte, das wäre ein Vorteil für die Schweden. Es regnet jedoch auch in Brasilien, deshalb waren wir es gewohnt, auf matschigen Plätzen zu spielen. 49737 Zuschauer waren im Stadion, wovon die meisten natürlich zu den Gastgebern hielten. Als wir die Nationalhymnen hörten, hatte ich plötzlich eine Vision von zu Hause, von meinem Freund Dondinho, meinem Vater, wie er über das Radio gebeugt da saß, stolz und zugleich nervös. Ich wollte unbedingt beweisen, dass sein Glaube an mich gerechtfertigt war.
Doch die Schweden begannen sehr stark. Sie überraschten uns, und innerhalb von nur vier Minuten führten sie durch Liedholm. Zum ersten Mal lagen wir bei dieser WM zurück, und ich hatte Angst, dass wir in Panik geraten könnten. Didí, Vavá und ich schärften dem Rest ein, sich keine Sorgen zu machen. Wir machten uns klar, dass unser Teamgeist und unsere individuellen Fähigkeiten zum Sieg reichen würden. Vavá schoss zwei Tore, und wir lagen noch vor der Pause vorn.
Nach der Pause zeigten wir dann endlich unsere wahre Klasse. Ich bekam einen langen Ball von Nilton Santos, stoppte ihn mit der Brust, lupfte ihn dann über einen Verteidiger und schoss ihn volley ins Tor. Ich fand, es war ein schönes Tor - und dazu noch eins im WM-Finale. Zagallo erzielte unseren vierten Treffer, und jetzt spürte ich, dass der Titel in Reichweite war. Selbst ein Gegentor von Simonsson konnte daran nichts mehr ändern. Der letzte Spielzug war eine hohe Flanke: Ich sprang höher als zwei schwedische Abwehrspieler, berührte den Ball mit dem Kopf und sah, wie er in der hinteren Ecke des Tores einschlug. Der Sieg war uns sicher, der Weltmeisteritel war uns nicht mehr zu nehmen. Direkt vor dem Tor fiel ich in Ohnmacht.
Garrincha kam zu mir und hielt meine Beine hoch, damit das Blut zurückfließen konnte. Und als ich wieder zu mir kam, war das Spiel vorbei. Die Emotionen hatten mich überwältigt. Meine ersten Gedanken gingen an meine Familie zu Hause. Wussten sie, dass wir gewonnen hatten? Ich wollte mit meinen Eltern sprechen, aber es gab kein Telefon, und so sagte ich immer wieder: Ich muss es meinem Vater erzählen, ich muss es meinem Vater erzählen (ich schaffte es erst einige Tage später über ein internationales Radio, mit ihm zu reden). Als ich realisierte, dass wir Weltmeister waren, flossen mir die Tränen. Mit einer riesigen schwedischen Flagge drehten wir eine Ehrenrunde im Stadion und nahmen die Glückwünsche von König Gustav entgegen. Obwohl sein Land eben verloren hatte, gratulierte er uns mit einer wahnsinnig höflichen und großzügigen Geste.
Am Abend wurde gefeiert. Es gab eine riesige Party in der brasilianischen Botschaft, wo wir Champagner aus dem Jules-Rimet-Pokal tranken. Ich ging jedoch früh zu Bett, meine einzige Sorge war es, wie ich meine Eltern erreichen könnte. Endlich, nach den bitteren Enttäuschungen von 1950 und 1954, waren wir zum ersten Mal Weltmeister. Es war ein unbeschreibliches Gefühl und eins, das ich wieder erleben wollte. Immer wieder.
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[[i] 本帖最后由 douzi 于 2007-2-11 19:03 编辑 [/i]] 不错，很棒！[em48][em24][em17] 贝利相册：
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Edson Arantes do Nascimento was born in Três Corações, a city in the south of Minas Gerais state in Brazil, on 23 October 1940. His childhood was typical by Brazilian standards, living in relative hardship with his family struggling to make ends meet. Yet this was no ordinary child. Under the watchful eye of his father “Dondinho”, whose football career ended prematurely through injury, the boy who would become known simply as “Pelé” began to demonstrate his own aptitude with a round ball. Despite the protests of his mother Dona Celeste, who feared her son would suffer the same fate as Dondinho, Pelé would cultivate his talent with friends on the street outside his family home.
As he grew older, Pelé formed his own teams and his prodigious flair soon had local scouts sitting up and taking notice. Before long a host of professional clubs were lining up to offer him trials. Following the advice of former Brazil international Valdemar de Brito, who had coached one of Pelé’s childhood teams, the boy wonder joined Santos, a São Paulo-based club.
He played his first professional match in 1956, at the age of 15, and made his debut for Brazil just ten months later. Then, at just 17, he became the youngest-ever World Cup winner as Brazil lifted the Jules Rimet trophy in Sweden in 1958. The tournament confirmed Pelé – second-top scorer with six goals – as a world superstar.
It marked the start of an upward spiral in a career that often seemed to know no bounds. He began smashing goal-scoring records on a regular basis and in 1962 became the fastest player in the history of the game to reach a half-century of goals. It was, however, a year of mixed fortunes for Pelé: at the World Cup in Chile, he was injured in Brazil’s opening game and sat out the rest of the tournament as Brazil went on to retain the trophy.
The middle of the decade also saw Pelé forge a close and binding friendship with Santos’ newly-appointed physical trainer Julio Mazzei. Their relationship grew ever stronger as Mazzei became not only his trainer, but his translator, friend and confidant.
After marrying his childhood sweetheart Rosemeri Cholbi prior to the 1966 World Cup in England, Pelé was to suffer more World Cup woe. He was the victim of cynical Bulgarian and Portuguese defending as Brazil were dumped out the tournament in the group stages. Pelé, disgusted by the perceived lack of protection he received from referees, vowed never to play a World Cup again.
Domestically, it was business as usual and the goals kept raining in. In 1969 Pelé reached a truly momentous landmark when he scored his one-thousandth career goal. Fittingly, it arrived in Rio de Janeiro’s Maracanã stadium, lit up by Pelé on so many occasions for both Santos and Brazil. Less poetic perhaps was the fact it was scored from a penalty, although this did nothing to dilute the wild celebrations which greeted the historic moment.
A year later and Pelé was back in World Cup action in Mexico after being persuaded to renege on his pledge to never play in the tournament again. Mexico proved to be his zenith as Brazil secured the trophy for a record third time, beating Italy 4-1 in a momentous Final.
Taking heed of his father’s advice to always go out at the peak of your powers, he soon made his final bow in a Brazil shirt against Yugoslavia at the Maracanã in July 1971. But his stock remained high and his role as Santos’ talisman continued unabated until 1973, when he finally said farewell to Brazilian football against Ponte Preta at Santos’ Vila Belmiro stadium. Capturing the mood of the occasion, Pelé caught the ball mid-match before heading to the centre circle and bowing down to each corner of his football temple, before departing the pitch for the last time.
After ending his 18-year reign as Brazil’s King of football, Pelé soon came out of retirement to join the New York Cosmos club. His three year stint would briefly spark a soccer boom in the U.S. and he played his last professional match in 1977 against his old team Santos, turning out for both sides during an emotional match.
Post-retirement gave rise to another facet of Pelé’s abilities. His business interests intensified, as he signed sponsorship deals with the likes of Pepsi, Pfizer (maker of Viagra) and MasterCard, as well as performing duties as a soccer pundit and commentator. Already well-versed in diplomat duties, he also became a roving ambassador, taking up roles with the United Nations and lending his name to a host of benign campaigns, mainly targeted at helping the world’s needy children. But such were Pelé’s work commitments that something had to give. Unfortunately it was his marriage to Rosemeri, now mother to three of his children, and the couple filed for divorce in 1979.
Pelé fell into the role of bachelor boy with consummate ease, dating a string of models and television personalities. In 1994, however, he was back down the aisle as he married gospel singer Assíria Seixas Lemos, a long-term friend.
In 1995 Pelé was appointed Brazil’s minister for sport, and he pledged to dedicate his time to providing sports facilities for the young and poor. He also promised to root out the endemic corruption polluting Brazilian football. He held the post for a bitter-sweet three years before retiring in 1998, largely dissatisfied with his achievements.
Today he remains a global star and still one of the most recognisable faces on the planet. He is a regular presence at football events, such as World Cup draws and Awards ceremonies and recently picked up a Lifetime Achievement award at the BBC Sports Personality of the Year awards. His monumental legacy will surely burn brightly forever.
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During the periods when my dad was sidelined from football through injury, the family really struggled. Zoca, Maria Lúcia and I were always barefoot and wore only cast-off clothes. The house was small and overcrowded with a leaky roof. With no regular source of income, I remember that on several occasions the only meal my mum had for us was bread with a slice of banana. We never went without food – like many people worse off than us in Brazil – but for my mother it was a life governed by fear, a fear of not being able to provide. And one of the things that I have learned in my 65 years is that fear of life is fear of the worst kind.
It was up to me to help. I was the eldest child, after all, and so I decided to do my bit. I must have been about seven when – thanks to Jorge – I scraped together enough money to assemble some shoe-shining kit, and planned to hang out in the more salubrious corners of Bauru making a mint from shining already-shiny shoes. But my mother was far more democratic and insisted I begin closer to home, getting business from our near neighbours. As half the people on our street wandered around barefoot I remember thinking this was not such a good idea, but Dona Celeste was not the kind of woman you disagreed with, and so I dutifully knocked on all the doors on Rubens Arruda Street asking people if they wanted their shoes shined. They were kind, but I only got one sale, and even then I didn’t know how much to charge. Early lessons in business, which I wasn’t always to heed: find out where the customers are, and know your price.
Nor, I realised, was I very good at the shining itself, and so some practice was required. I polished my father’s football boots and also did my own one pair of shoes – a smart pair my aunt Maria had brought on one of her visits one day, which used to belong to her boss’s son. I only wore them on special occasions and they lasted a while until – perhaps this was the most special occasion of them all – I decided to find out what it was like to kick a football in shoes rather than my usual bare feet, and ruined them.
Eventually I persuaded Dona Celeste that there was no point in trying to get shoe-shine work in our poor neighbourhood, and grudgingly she agreed that I could accompany my father to the Bauru Athletic Club stadium on match days, where at least there would be lots of shoes and Dondinho could keep an eye on me. He was too busy working to bother with that, but the presence of so much potential business for me meant I couldn’t fail, and when we went home that day together I had two cruzeiros in my pocket. After this early success my mother became a little more lenient and allowed me to go and shine shoes at the railway stations in town, too – there was more competition there, as other boys like me had the same idea, but at least I was making a little money.
© Simon & Schuster, co-published by Gloria, from "Pelé", 2006
[[i] 本帖最后由 douzi 于 2007-2-11 19:29 编辑 [/i]] [size=3][b]BY PELE——PLAYER（球员）[/b][/size]
In the first half of 1957 I was getting regular games and was scoring a few goals. I was well-known, however, only at a local level. It was only in June that I really got the chance to announce myself to the rest of the country. There was to be a tournament in Rio de Janeiro between four European clubs and four Brazilian clubs. One of the Brazilian sides was to be made up of players from both Santos and Rio’s Vasco da Gama. I was picked to play centre-forward in the team.
The trip was the first time I had been to Rio, which is a 300-mile drive up the coast from Santos. I didn’t really know what to expect. I knew the city was Brazil’s capital, and was a bit bigger than Santos. I wasn’t a tourist, however, and our coach took us straight to São Januário, the Vasco stadium, where we slept in dorms and trained during the day.
It was also the first opportunity I had to play in the Maracanã. I knew all about the Maracanã from the 1950 World Cup. It was built for the competition and was still the largest stadium in the world. We had one training session there and I when I saw it, it really felt like a dream. I thought, ‘Something of this size is out of this world!’ The place was absolutely enormous. When I walked on to the pitch for the first time I realised that the pitch was pretty big too. It made the Vila Belmiro look minuscule. I was completely taken aback with it. When we were training sometimes I just stared and stared at the stands.
Even though I played at Santos all my career in Brazil, the Maracanã has a very special place in my heart. I know that it was the scene of the tragic defeat in 1950, but for me I played many of my most important games there (more about those later). The first game, for the Santos/Vasco all-stars against Belenenses of Portugal, was possibly a sign of how lucky the Maracanã would be for me. The stadium was full, there were firecrackers as we ran on to the pitch. The atmosphere was fantastic. And I got a hat-trick. For the first goal I received the ball surrounded by three defenders in the box, and whacked it into the net. For the second I dribbled past the defence and tapped it over the diving keeper. And the last was a thunderbolt from outside the box. Three very different goals, and I think I showed everyone there what I was capable of.
We played two more games in that tournament, against Flamengo and São Paulo, and I made the scoresheet in both. I must have impressed, since immediately afterwards I got a call-up for the national team. The game was the first leg of the following month’s Copa Roca, a traditional challenge against Argentina. I was still just 16. Again, the match was at the Maracanã, against Argentina. I came on in the second half (again, for my club colleague Del Vecchio), wearing the number 13 shirt. Brazil were 1–0 down, and a few moments later I scored. Argentina won that game 2–1, and so it was all to play for in the second leg.
The match was at the Pacaembu in São Paulo and, for the first time, I was included in the starting line-up. I played well from the start and after 18 minutes ran into the box and opened the scoring. Mazzola scored the second, the game finished 2–0, meaning that Brazil had won the Copa Roca. It was my first international title; I did not realise it would be the first of many …
© Simon & Schuster, co-published by Gloria, from "Pelé", 2006
[[i] 本帖最后由 douzi 于 2007-2-11 19:29 编辑 [/i]] [size=3][b]BY PELE——WORLD CUP 70（70年世界杯）[/b][/size]
The side that would go on to be called the ‘beautiful team’, the best that ever played the game, was through to the World Cup Final, the fourth time Brazil had reached the summit of the world’s greatest tournament. Our opponents would be Italy, twice World Cup winners.
Over 100,000 were actually inside the Azteca Stadium on that sweltering June day. Our first goal came after only 18 minutes, with Rivelino crossing into the box where I was waiting. I timed my jump to perfection and headed past the outstretched hands of their goalkeeper, Enrico Albertosi. Gerson and Carlos Alberto both had a lot of space, and we created problems throughout, with the Italians seemingly content to hang back and thwart our efforts. After 37 minutes, though, it looked like their tactics might have been right after all – we had had all the play, but when Clodoaldo foolishly back-heeled into empty space it was snapped up by Boninsegna, who passed the desperate Félix and scored. Italy had poached an equaliser – could it be that catenaccio and counter-attack would win the day?
But in the second half we reasserted our control, as Italy failed to press home any psychological advantage they may have had. Gérson made the most of the space afforded him and scored with a long, low shot from outside the box after 66 minutes; Jairzinho added another five minutes later, becoming the first person ever to score in every round of the World Cup Finals in the process. The final verdict on who would win this contest between attack and defence was delivered four minutes from time, with one of the most glorious plays of the tournament and one that I was proud and privileged to be a part of – flowing, forward movement, flexible but remorseless, Jairzinho to Pelé, a stabbed pass over to the right to Carlos Alberto, steaming down the right wing like a man possessed, finding the ball arriving at his flying feet in a perfect intersection and driving it past Albertosi like a thunderbolt.
Moments later the whistle blew. We had won, 4–1. Pandemonium. People ran on to the pitch from all over, and in seconds our shirts and even our shorts had been whisked off by souvenir-hunters – I made sure to take my shirt off myself so that my head didn’t go with it. I was hoisted aloft on a sea of fans and it was several minutes before we were able to go to the dressing-rooms to collect ourselves. I managed to find a quiet moment in the shower to give thanks to God and my family for helping me achieve this great victory. While I was in there I was disturbed by a journalist who had managed to get in to the dressing-rooms – I knew him, he was one of the writers who’d been spreading rumours about my eyesight. He knelt down in front of me, getting himself soaking wet, and begged forgiveness for what he’d written. I remember telling him that only God could forgive, and I wasn’t God.
We then went back on to the pitch to collect the Jules Rimet trophy from the President of Mexico – as this was the third time we had won it, it had been decided it would now be ours to keep. The intensity of emotion as Carlos Alberto lifted the trophy above his head, tears of joy in his eyes, was like nothing I had ever known, except perhaps watching Bellini do the same thing in 1958. But this time I had a proper understanding of what it meant, what it would mean to all the people back home. And I had played in every game, come through unscathed, and felt as though I had made a great contribution to our victory – this win was unalloyed pleasure. It would be my last World Cup – but what a way to finish!
© Simon & Schuster, co-published by Gloria, from "Pelé", 2006
[[i] 本帖最后由 douzi 于 2007-2-11 19:30 编辑 [/i]] [b][size=3]BY PELE——STATESMAN（政治家）[/size][/b]
On 27 September 1977 the United Nations gave me a certificate declaring that I was now ‘A Citizen of the World’. I was very moved by the honour, which came at a time when I was looking ahead to what I would do after football. My retirement was imminent, and although I had various business and sponsorship commitments I knew I wanted to do something more than just lend my name to the highest bidder for the rest of my life. It sounds grandiloquent to say that becoming a ‘citizen of the world’ helped focus my thoughts – after all, everyone on the planet is a citizen of the world in their own right – but it was a humbling reminder that I had come to occupy a different place in people’s attentions and affections. In kicking a ball around a pitch, and scoring some goals, I had somehow come to embody a little of what so many millions of people around the world loved about football, this beautiful game. I had been lucky to be blessed by God with a talent for it, and lucky to have loving and supportive parents, and lucky to have played alongside and against some of the best players in the world, who helped me hone my skills. Football had been my job for over 20 years, and now it was time to use the fame it had given me in a positive way.
Football’s world governing body, FIFA, was an obvious organisation to become more involved with, not least because I knew its President, João Havelange, well and had helped in his campaign to become elected. I was invited to join FIFA’s Fair Play board, a cause that has always been close to my heart. I had applauded the introduction of the red and yellow card system at the 1970 World Cup, and saw my work for FIFA as a way of encouraging higher standards of refereeing and stronger punishments for players who went out to hurt their opponents rather than just trying to relieve them of the ball.
As well as the Fair Play work I also came to perform a more general, almost ambassadorial role for FIFA, which took me all over the world as a figurehead for football and which I grew to enjoy very much. Following the UN honour described above I also became a ‘Goodwill Ambassador’ for UNICEF, the United Nations’ Children’s Fund, which was established in 1946 to help children who were suffering from hunger or disease. Since then it has become a permanent part of the UN’s Charter, working to protect the basic rights of children to things like education and healthcare. I took part in fund-raising events for this cause and I’m proud that to this day I’m still involved with the organisation’s work. Much later, in November 2001, I was able to combine these two interests by appearing at the launch of a partnership between FIFA and UNICEF to dedicate the 2002 World Cup to the children of the world. I was proud to take part – I was a child too, once, and a country that has no children has no future.
© Simon & Schuster, co-published by Gloria, from "Pelé", 2006
[[i] 本帖最后由 douzi 于 2007-2-11 19:31 编辑 [/i]] [size=3][b]KING IN LIFE——1940‘s[/b][/size]
At 3am on 23rd October 1940, a boy is born in the town of Três Corações, in the state of Minas Gerais, Brazil. The child’s parents, João Ramos do Nascimento (nicknamed “Dondinho”) and Dona Celeste Arantes do Nascimento, christen him Edson, after American Thomas Edison, inventor of the light bulb. However, the registrar makes two mistakes on the baby’s birth certificate. First, his date of birth is recorded as the twenty-first of October, and second, he includes the “I” in Edison. Despite the errors, he will be called Edson and will celebrate his birthday on the twenty-third.
Dondinho, a respected footballer, joins Atlético Mineiro, where he sustains a serious knee injury in his first and only professional appearance, in a match against São Cristovão of Rio de Janeiro. He is subsequently released by the club.
Edson’s family moves to Lorena in São Paulo state after Dondinho signs for the city’s amateur team, Hepacare.
Edson acquires the nickname “Pelé”. Various theories on how the name came about have circulated. One explanation is that the Brazilian was named after Vasco da Gama goalkeeper Bilé, following Edson’s early efforts in goal. In a later account, Pelé suggested that his schoolmates made the name up in class.
Pelé and family relocate to the town of Bauru.
Too poor to afford a ball, Pelé and friends begin playing football with a large sock stuffed with rags and newspapers.
At the age of six, Pelé kicks a real leather football for the first time.
Pelé starts work shining shoes at the local railway station. Simultaneously his aunt Maria gives him his first pair of shoes, which he is only allowed to wear to church on Sundays. However, he attempts to play football in them and ruins them.
Pelé enrols at Ernesto Monte Primary School in Bauru.
Pelé joins local team Cruzeirinho. He is the youngest player in the side.
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Pelé and friends form their own football team called Sete de Setembro, but they have no kit. They manage to raise enough for T-shirts and shorts, but no boots. They join the ranks of the other poverty-stricken barefoot teams in the area.
Pelé and Dondinho shed tears after Brazil lose the 1950 World Cup to Uruguay in front of 175,000 at the Maracanã stadium in Rio. The event is considered a national tragedy in Brazil. Pelé promises that he’ll win the trophy for his father one day.
Pelé undergoes a week’s trial at Santos. He impresses and is offered a professional contract.
Pelé makes his senior competitive debut against Corinthians. He scores his first goal in a 7-1 Santos victory.
Pelé scores on his international debut against Argentina in the seventy-seventh minute of the Copa Rocca, after being brought on as substitute for striker Mazzola. Brazil lose 2-1.
Pelé is named in Brazil’s final World Cup squad for Sweden. An administrative error leads to the Brazilian players being allocated unfamiliar numbers for the Sweden tournament. Pelé is given number 10.
After sitting out Brazil’s opening two matches, Pelé plays his first World Cup match against USSR at the age of 17. Brazil win 2-0.
Pelé scores a hat-trick as Brazil beat France 5-2 to secure their place in the World Cup final.
Brazil beat Sweden in the World Cup final. Pelé becomes the youngest-ever player to win the trophy, scoring twice in a 5-2 win that brings his tally in the tournament to six. Pelé faints at the final whistle and has to be revived by team-mates, then sobs as Brazil receive the trophy.
Pelé begins his military service. Alongside his obligations to Santos and the national side he is also required to play for the Brazilian Army team and the barracks Army team.
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Italian clubs attempt to lure Pelé away from Santos. To counter, he is declared a national treasure by the president of Brazil, Janio Quadras, and therefore a non-exportable commodity.
Pelé scores his famous “gol de placa” against Fluminense. São Paulo newspaper, O Espore, erect a commemorative plaque at the Maracanã stadium, which reads, ‘On this field on 5-3-1961 Pelé scored the most beautiful goal in the history of the Maracanã.’
Pelé makes an early exit from the 1962 World Cup finals in Chile after sustaining a groin injury during Brazil’s 0-0 draw against Czechoslovakia in the group stages.
Pelé watches the Final from the stands as Brazil win the trophy for the second time in succession, beating Czechoslovakia 3-1.
Pelé becomes the first black person to appear on the cover of Life magazine, featuring in the Spanish edition.
Physical trainer professor Julio Mazzei joins Santos from the Plameiras Club of São Paulo. He begins his legendary partnership with Pelé which will see him become not only his trainer, but his translator, friend and confidant. Mazzei devises a grueling fitness regime for the Santos players designed to get them through their punishing schedule of 85 games a season.
Pelé and Rosemeri Cholbi marry at a brief civil ceremony at Pelé’s Santos home on Carnival Monday. This is followed by a Roman Catholic church service.
Pelé and Brazil are knocked out of the 1966 World Cup in England by Portugal. During the match, Pelé is injured by a series of rough challenges by opposing defenders. Disgusted by the lack of protection he received from referees, Pelé vows never to play in a World Cup again.
Pelé and Rosemeri’s first child, Kelly Cristina, is born.
Pelé scores his thousandth career goal in front of a delirious crowd at the Maracanã. It is from a penalty against Vasco da Gama in the seventy-eighth minute. Santos win the match 2-1. Afterwards Pelé sobs as he dedicates the landmark strike to his country’s young underclass. ‘Remember the children,’ he says. ‘Never forget Brazil’s poor children.’
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Brazil beat Italy 4-1 in the 1970 World Cup final in Mexico, in what is considered by many to be the greatest football match of all time. As three-time winners, Brazil keep the Jules Rimet trophy. Pelé becomes the first player to ever win the trophy on three occasions.
Edson Cholbi do Nascimento, Pelé and Rosemeri’s second child, is born.
Two hundred thousand pack the Maracanã to witness Pelé’s final game for Brazil. The match finishes 2-2. After the final whistle Pelé does a lap of honour, during which the fans chant, ‘Stay! Stay!’ Amongst the parting gifts he receives is a gold miniature of the Jules Rimet trophy, plus a portrait of his father Dondinho scoring for Athletico of Bauru.
Pele plays his final game for Santos against Ponte Preta at Santos’ Vila Belmiro stadium. In the twenty-second minute of the first half, he stops the game by catching the ball, then proceeds to do a final lap of honour before departing the pitch.
After a four-year chase, New York Cosmos General Manager Clive Toye finally convinces Pelé to come out of retirement to sign a three-year contact with the Cosmos, worth $2.8 million.
Pelé is appointed Goodwill Ambassador for UNICEF
Pelé and Rosemeri’s third child, Jennifer, is born in New York
75,000 fans, including Muhammad Ali and England’s Bobby Moore, attend Pelé’s farewell match as Cosmos take on Santos. After scoring for Cosmos in the first half, Pelé switches to his former team’s side, but Cosmos win the match 2-1. The event is covered by 650 journalists and is broadcast to 38 countries. In a final tribute to Pelé, the Cosmos retire his number 10 jersey, reducing Pelé to tears. His professional career is at an end.
Pelé’s relationship with Rosemeri breaks down after his heavy work commitments become too much. They file for divorce.
Pelé meets Andy Warhol in New York to discuss the creation of a series of four paintings featuring his likeness, as part of the artist’s ‘Athletes Series’, which also includes Muhammad Ali, golfer Jack Nicklaus and basketball star Kareem Abdul Jabbar.
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Twenty years early, Pelé is named Sportsman of the Century by 20 sports newspapers around the world.
Pelé plays in a farewell match for former Cosmos team-mate Franz Beckenbauer. Cosmos beat the NASL All Stars 3-2.
Pelé attends the red-carpet premiere of his film Escape to Victory with new girlfriend Xuxa.
650 British journalists vote Pelé Best Sportsman of the Century at a ceremony in London.
Pelé is named Athlete of the Century by French publication L’Équipe – 19 years before the end of the century.
Pelé meets President Ronald Reagan at the White House to promote soccer in the United States. ‘Nice to meet you. I am Ronald Reagan, president of the United States,’ he says. ‘You don’t have to introduce yourself, because everybody knows who you are.’
Pelé and other former Cosmos stars participate in an exhibition match against the current Cosmos team. Pelé plays in defence as his team lose 6-2.
Pelé has an audience with Pope John Paul II at the Vatican in Rome, Italy.
Pelé is guest of honour at a Football League vs. Rest of the World match at Wembley Stadium, London, as part of an all-star match to mark the hundredth anniversary of the English league.
Archbishop Desmond Tutu meets Pelé on a visit to Brazil. Pelé gives him a message to relay to President Botha, urging him to release Nelson Mandela from prison.
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Pelé signs endorsement deals with MasterCard and Umbro. He collaborates on the sportswear brand’s new football boot range.
Pelé and Celso Grellet, the former managing director of São Paulo, set up Pelé Sports & Marketing.
After rigorous preparation, Pelé returns to the field to play a one-off match with the Brazilian National Team as part of his fiftieth birthday celebrations. He is left disappointed after Ricardo Teixeira, president of the Brazilian CBF, refuses to allow any Brazilian internationals based abroad to participate in the match.
Pelé cries as he marries Assíria Seixas Lemos in the Anglican Episcopal Church in Recife, Brazil. Hundreds of well-wishers line the streets around the church, which was guarded by 170 policemen.
Pelé is appointed extraordinary minister for sport by Brazilian president Fernando Henrique Cardoso, becoming Brazil’s first-ever black cabinet minister. Making the announcement, Cardoso described Pelé as ‘a symbol of Brazil that has come up from the roots… that has triumphed.’
Pelé meets Nelson Mandela during a trip to Pretoria, South Africa.
Pelé’s wife, Assíria, gives birth to twins, Joshua and Celeste.
Pelé’s father, Dondinho, dies of heart failure.
Pelé is awarded an honorary knighthood by Queen Elizabeth II at Buckingham Palace.
Pelé is voted Athlete of the Century by the International Olympic Committee (IOC).
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Pelé is honoured during a short ceremony before Pelé Eterno, a documentary about his life and playing years, premiers at the Municipal Theatre in Rio de Janeiro.
FIFA’s centenary celebrations take place at London’s Natural History Museum. To mark the event, Pelé is selected to compile a list of the 100 greatest living footballers to appear in an exhibition at the Royal Academy of Arts, London. Unable to limit himself to 100 names, he instead chooses 125, labelling the task impossible as he could have chosen 100 players from his home country alone.
Pelé becomes the first sporting figure from South America to carry the Olympic torch. After receiving the flame from the mayor at the Maracanã Stadium, the footballing legend carries it through the streets of Rio de Janeiro.
Pelé publicly breaks down in tears as he speaks about his son’s arrest for alleged drug trafficking. Despite being devastated by the news, Pelé states that if found guilty Edinho ‘must suffer the consequences’.
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