Certainly felt like it the way my old man used to talk about him. Many happy hour out on the field with my dad practising "banana" shots like garrincha. Though a five year old in a full size goal was hardly fair Dad.
Funny, first World Cup I watched as an 8 year old was 1958. I can name more of that team than any other except the 1970 one, more than the most recent ones including the current one.
Marist ground. Ye next to the university field. I lived on cranbrook. My auntie Beattie used to live in them prefabs.