Mané Garrincha 1962
Mané Garrincha
The man who transformed his weaknesses into strengths, carving a path to success through resilience and strength of spirit.
Photo reconstructed by © Bohdan Rodyuk Chekan
Brazil vs Czechoslovakia |1962| Garrincha
"On a day like today, the joy of the people was born: Mané Garrincha. He was a two-time world champion with the Brazilian national team, and played for Botafogo, Corinthians, Junior de Barranquilla (the stadium was packed to the rafters in his only match in Barranquilla, but Santa Fe, the Bogotá team, spoiled the party by winning 3-2), Flamengo, the Paris Red Stars, and the modest Olaria of his country, with whom he retired in 1972."
Author: Eduardo Galeano.
In the 1962 World Cup Final, Brazil defeated Czechoslovakia 3-1 to win their second consecutive World Cup, largely thanks to the dazzling performance of Garrincha. Playing after the early injury of Pelé, Garrincha was instrumental in Brazil's victory, earning the title of player of the tournament for his decisive dribbling and powerful shots. The final was held on June 17, 1962, at the Estadio Nacional in Santiago, Chile.
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Key details:
Match: 1962 FIFA World Cup Final
Teams: Brazil vs. Czechoslovakia
Date: June 17, 1962
Venue: Estadio Nacional, Santiago, Chile
Result: Brazil 3 - 1 Czechoslovakia
Significance: Brazil won their second World Cup, retaining the title from 1958, and Garrincha was voted player of the tournament.
Garrincha's Role:
Stand-in for Pelé: Following Pelé's injury, Garrincha emerged as the star player for Brazil.
Exceptional Performance: He delivered a phenomenal performance in the tournament, with his dribbling and shooting skills proving crucial.
Key Goals: Garrincha's impressive performances, including a brace in the quarter-final against England and the semi-final against hosts Chile, cemented his legendary status. He then shone again in the final against Czechoslovakia, helping secure the win.
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One of his many siblings christened him Garrincha, the name of a useless and ugly little bird. When he started playing soccer, the doctors crossed him out, diagnosing that he would never become an athlete, this abnormal, this poor remnant of hunger and poliomyelitis, stupid and lame, with a child's brain, a spine shaped like an S, and both legs twisted to the same side. There had never been a right winger like him. In the '58 World Cup, he was the best in his position. In the '62 World Cup, he was the best player in the championship. But throughout his years on the pitch, Garrincha was even more: he was the man who brought the most joy in the entire history of soccer.
When he was there, the field was a circus ring, the ball a trained beast, the game, an invitation to a party. Garrincha wouldn't let the ball be taken away, like a child defending his mascot, and he and the ball would commit mischief that made people laugh; he jumped on it, she jumped on him, she hid, he escaped, she chased him. Garrincha practiced his thuggish tricks on the edge of the field, on the right edge, far from the center; raised in the suburbs, he played in the suburbs. He played for a club called Botafogo, which means fire-starter, and that was him; the Botafogo who lit up stadiums, crazy about liquor and everything fiery, the one who fled from the gatherings, escaping through the window, because from the distant backwaters some ball that begged to be played, some music that demanded to be danced to, some woman who wanted to be kissed called to him.
A winner? A loser with good luck. And good luck doesn't last. They say in Brazil that if shit had value, the poor would be born without an ass.
Garrincha died his own death: poor, drunk, and alone.
Mané Garrincha 1962
Mané Garrincha
The man who transformed his weaknesses into strengths, carving a path to success through resilience and strength of spirit.
Photo reconstructed by © Bohdan Rodyuk Chekan
Brazil vs Czechoslovakia |1962| Garrincha
"On a day like today, the joy of the people was born: Mané Garrincha. He was a two-time world champion with the Brazilian national team, and played for Botafogo, Corinthians, Junior de Barranquilla (the stadium was packed to the rafters in his only match in Barranquilla, but Santa Fe, the Bogotá team, spoiled the party by winning 3-2), Flamengo, the Paris Red Stars, and the modest Olaria of his country, with whom he retired in 1972."
Author: Eduardo Galeano.
In the 1962 World Cup Final, Brazil defeated Czechoslovakia 3-1 to win their second consecutive World Cup, largely thanks to the dazzling performance of Garrincha. Playing after the early injury of Pelé, Garrincha was instrumental in Brazil's victory, earning the title of player of the tournament for his decisive dribbling and powerful shots. The final was held on June 17, 1962, at the Estadio Nacional in Santiago, Chile.
youtu.be/FnV_ezpSMI0?si=MD1jV6Pt_PggOxpb
Key details:
Match: 1962 FIFA World Cup Final
Teams: Brazil vs. Czechoslovakia
Date: June 17, 1962
Venue: Estadio Nacional, Santiago, Chile
Result: Brazil 3 - 1 Czechoslovakia
Significance: Brazil won their second World Cup, retaining the title from 1958, and Garrincha was voted player of the tournament.
Garrincha's Role:
Stand-in for Pelé: Following Pelé's injury, Garrincha emerged as the star player for Brazil.
Exceptional Performance: He delivered a phenomenal performance in the tournament, with his dribbling and shooting skills proving crucial.
Key Goals: Garrincha's impressive performances, including a brace in the quarter-final against England and the semi-final against hosts Chile, cemented his legendary status. He then shone again in the final against Czechoslovakia, helping secure the win.
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One of his many siblings christened him Garrincha, the name of a useless and ugly little bird. When he started playing soccer, the doctors crossed him out, diagnosing that he would never become an athlete, this abnormal, this poor remnant of hunger and poliomyelitis, stupid and lame, with a child's brain, a spine shaped like an S, and both legs twisted to the same side. There had never been a right winger like him. In the '58 World Cup, he was the best in his position. In the '62 World Cup, he was the best player in the championship. But throughout his years on the pitch, Garrincha was even more: he was the man who brought the most joy in the entire history of soccer.
When he was there, the field was a circus ring, the ball a trained beast, the game, an invitation to a party. Garrincha wouldn't let the ball be taken away, like a child defending his mascot, and he and the ball would commit mischief that made people laugh; he jumped on it, she jumped on him, she hid, he escaped, she chased him. Garrincha practiced his thuggish tricks on the edge of the field, on the right edge, far from the center; raised in the suburbs, he played in the suburbs. He played for a club called Botafogo, which means fire-starter, and that was him; the Botafogo who lit up stadiums, crazy about liquor and everything fiery, the one who fled from the gatherings, escaping through the window, because from the distant backwaters some ball that begged to be played, some music that demanded to be danced to, some woman who wanted to be kissed called to him.
A winner? A loser with good luck. And good luck doesn't last. They say in Brazil that if shit had value, the poor would be born without an ass.
Garrincha died his own death: poor, drunk, and alone.