Pele: Birth of a Legend Page #6

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Brazil is on their way

to the 1958 World Cup final!

- He's fine.

And, uh, he scored three goals.

- Listen up. I got four days to

get you in shape for the final.

Everyone take notes.

Sweden has been shifting

from Pyramid

5-3-2 to 3-2-2-3.

And sometimes

to metodo 2-3-2-3.

We play straight 4-2-4.

But if we're gonna

beat these guys

we're gonna have to shift

formation as they do.

And this is how

we're gonna do it.

If they go to 5-3-2,

then we go to 3-4-3!

Let's go. Next!

Whatever they run,

with the method of 3-2-3

we match with the 4-3-3.

There's nobody

in the field over here.

Vada! Vada!

Everybody is here

and nobody is here!

- Never follow. Not ever.

- But, coach, isn't that

their shift to 3-4-3?

- No. Skoglund sweeps to start

Sweden's counterattack.

Didi, sweep only.

What is that? I said 4-5-1!

Didi slide over!

You're running the 4-5-1!

Garrincha, roll out! You gotta

be ready for that on the wing!

- Coach?

- What?

- I don't understand how

I'm supposed to be on the wing

and covering Skoglund

at the same time.

- Because you...

- The Swedes have the edge over

Brazil in almost every regard.

Experience, sophistication,

strategy and strength

and even dirty play.

Last week, we saw

West German captain

Fritz Walter's illustrious

career come to an end

after this severe collision

with Swedish midfielder

Sigge Parling.

Well, come Sunday's final

expect Parling's sights

to be set on

the young Edson Nascimento.

- Nascimento scored

an impressive hat-trick

in 20 minutes in the

semi-final against France.

Coach Raynor, any concern

he'll do the same

against Sweden

in Sunday's final?

- No, no.

That's not possible.

No. Our boys will eliminate him

from the equation.

- Coach Feola,

Coach Raynor's offense

outsmarted West Germany,

Hungary.

Do you have any plans

to contain them?

- Well...

- They can't.

We will come out strong,

score early

and Brazil will panic

just like they did in 1950.

They were undisciplined then and

they are undisciplined now.

But what do you expect?

They're abnormal.

- You're referring

to their mixed race?

- No. I mean they are literally

abnormal.

- Can you elaborate?

- Well, yes, in fact, I can.

Djalma Santos, full back.

He mangled his hand

in an accident

while working in a factory

as a teenager.

The right winger, Garrincha,

born with a deformed spine

and one leg shorter

than the other.

The reserve, Castilho

he's colorblind

and missing a finger.

Challenging for a goalkeeper,

I imagine.

- I heard about

the press conference.

Everyone here

is really down about it.

But this is exactly

what happened in '50.

You can't let the doubt

get to you.

I heard the guys

are calling you Pele now.

- Yeah. Jose started it.

It's silly.

- This is a sign.

Now is the time for Pele.

- But Sweden's gonna be

all over me, pai.

And did you see what they did

to Fritz Walter?

They're brutal.

And smart.

- Dico.

You believed in yourself

against France.

Now you must inspire your team

to believe in themselves..

...in Brazil..

...in the ginga.

- Hey, Garrincha!

- What the heck, Pele?

- Hey! Lighthouse, no bounce!

- Come on, kid!

Time to wake up. Take a seat.

Have some breakfast.

- You won't be able

to do it alone.

- Zito, come on.

- Hey, where did that ball go?

- Come on, guys.

- To the lighthouse.

- Nice one.

- Anyone see it fall?

- Not me!

- Keepy uppy!

- Alright! Game on!

Come on.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Let's go!

- I'm sorry, sir.

- Wake up, kid.

To the lighthouse!

- Yeah!

Come on, come on, come on!

- Outside!

- Calma. You can do it.

- Long ball!

- Didi! You got Pele long!

- Run, Pele!

Get there! Jump!

- I can't swim!

- I got you, Pele!

I got you.

- Grab my hand.

Here you go.

- We were so close!

- Here he comes.

- You see?

That's how it's done.

- Tomorrow you will play

for the Jules Rimet trophy.

And if you play the way

you played this last week

you will lose.

And it will be my fault.

The truth is that

shifting formations

may work miracles for Sweden

but it is not us.

What I saw at the hotel today

that's how we play.

They say that we don't all play

the same. It's true.

We certainly don't all

look the same like they do.

But that's what makes us

who we are.

We have one thing in common.

The ginga.

The joy and expression

of Brazil.

So when you take

the field tomorrow

forget everything that

I told you this last week.

I don't want the world to see

a bunch of scared Brazilians

trying to play like Sweden.

I want them to see Brazil,

just as we are.

I don't know if we will win

but I do know

that we will show them

a beautiful game.

What are you all

sitting around for?

I did not say that

practice was canceled!

- Let's go, Brazil!

Alright.

- After a night of heavy rains,

it's a brisk summer morning

with clear skies

here in Stockholm.

Fine weather for football

as Sweden prepares to host

the 1958 World Cup final.

The Nordic Titans of Europe

will take on

the less-experienced

but ever-flamboyant Brazil.

Two teams with nothing in common

other than, perhaps,

their yellow jerseys.

But of course,

per the King's decree

Brazil will be forced

to wear blue today

against the heavily-favored

home nation.

How many goals

will Sweden win by?

No one can say.

But everyone agrees

Brazil will need nothing

short of a miracle

to take home

the Jules Rimet trophy.

Over 50,000 already

in attendance

and millions more tuning in

from around the world

for the biggest

sporting event on earth.

No team from outside Europe

has ever won the cup

on European soil.

But that doesn't stop the rest

of the world from watching

and hoping that one day

that may change.

There's the King of Sweden,

Gustav VI Adolf

with Queen Mountbatten

arriving in their box.

And now the entrance

of our host, Team Sweden.

British-born manager,

George Raynor,

pulled players

from not just Sweden

but other European countries.

A bit of a European

all-star team, really.

And on the other side

Coach Feola and Team Brazil.

And there's our young star

Nascimento

now being called "Pele"

by his teammates.

- Fofinho, it's Pele!

- But make no mistake.

Brazil will need

the rest of the team

to step up today against

the indomitable Swedes.

The entire nation

has shut down for the day

as every Brazilian

from every walk of life

comes together to watch

the big game.

- And there's

the starting whistle.

It's Zagallo to Vava,

Vava to the young Nascimento

back to Nilton Santos,

and Parling lays into him.

Watch out! Oh my.

No card there.

So either the referee

missed that one

or he's going to let

Parling play rough.

Garrincha looking for Nascimento

but he's marked

by three yellow shirts.

Garrincha passes to Zito.

Stolen away by Skoglund!

Sweden' first possession.

And now Raynor

calls for the shift!

Here we go, the Swedes

moving quickly down field.

Passing it down to Parling,

a quick touch over to Hamrin

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