Really great game Eusébio had against the north koreans. [video=youtube;agmUnnjM8eQ]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agmUnnjM8eQ[/video]
Best never reached his peak. For evidence of his 'genius', we have him going by Ted Helmsley and Len Badger in 1971 at OT. As a piece of matchwinning skill, it can't hold a handle to a WC quarter or semi final, against world class players WHEN IT MATTERS- not against the Blunts.
Equally I could site his performance in the 1966 European cup quarter final against Benfica in Lisbon. A Benfica team previously unbeaten at home in Europe, finalists four of the previous five years and with the Ballon d'Or Eusebio in their team. Man United won 5-1, Best scored two in a mom performance. Evidence of Eusebio's performance seem to be missing from the history books...
I 'm sure there are some great pieces of Best action that were never captured by the cameras, ditto Pele, Eusebio, Stan Matthews, hell - even Keith Edwards. Lucky enough to have seen Best play in the flesh, ditto Moore and Maradona, plus saw them regularly on tv. As stated previously Messi and Ronaldo are the best now, but neither have the raw talent of the other greats. Bale too is doing a Ronaldo...building his body and refining his skills month on month. Fair play to them that but it's all a bit forced. No one mentioned Cruyff?
[video=youtube;U1k7DGqRF5g]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U1k7DGqRF5g[/video] Every now and again, you see some jaw dropping 'WTF!?!' moment in a game where you rub your eyes in disbelief like this one at WC74
[video=youtube;c3uhveKM57A]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3uhveKM57A[/video] Pick that one out (again) Dino!
Aye. Funnily enough I was just reading about the time Best nutmegged Cruyff. Unfortunately there's no film footage of that. In 1976, Northern Ireland were drawn against Holland in Rotterdam as one of their group qualifying matches for the World Cup. Back then the reporters stayed at the same hotel as the team and travelled with them on the coach to the game. As it happened I sat beside George on the way to the stadium that evening. Holland - midway between successive World Cup final appearances - and Johan Cruyff were at their peak at the time. George wasn't. I asked him what he thought of the acknowledged world number one and he said he thought the Dutchman was outstanding. 'Better than you?' I asked. George looked at me and laughed. 'You're kidding aren't you? I tell you what I'll do tonight... I'll nutmeg Cruyff first chance I get.' And we both laughed at the thought. A couple of hours later the Irish players were announced one by one on to the pitch. Pat Jennings, as goalkeeper, was first out of the tunnel to appreciative applause. Best, as No 11, was last. 'And now,' revved up the PA guy, 'Number 11, Georgie [long pause] Best.' And out trotted George. Above him, a beautiful blonde reached over with a single, long-stemmed red rose. Given his nature, his training and his peripheral vision there was no way he was going to miss her or the rose, so he stopped, trotted back, reached up to take the flower, kissed her hand and ran out on to the pitch waving his rose at the punters as the applause grew even louder. Five minutes into the game he received the ball wide on the left. Instead of heading towards goal he turned directly infield, weaved his way past at least three Dutchmen and found his way to Cruyff who was wide right. He took the ball to his opponent, dipped a shoulder twice and slipped it between Cruyff's feet. As he ran round to collect it and run on he raised his right fist into the air. Only a few of us in the press box knew what this bravado act really meant. Johan Cruyff the best in the world? Are you kidding? Only an idiot would have thought that on this evening. http://www.theguardian.com/football/2005/nov/20/sport.comment4 You never see much love for Pele in these threads.
