I can still, fifty years on, give you the names of nearly all members of that team off the top of my head. I wouldn't be able to do that for any England team, except the '66 team, and even there I'm struggling beyond eight names or so (for some reason I can never remember the full backs, which is odd when you consider that it is what Ramsey was known for). Distance lends enchantment, of course, but I distinctly remember watching that game in an awe that I've never felt since. It gave me a glimpse of the beautiful game, in the fullest, most pristine sense of the word. It's been the standard, since, to which all football should measure up to, since I did see it, I didn't hallucinate it, so it is possible for eleven men to do that with a round ball on grass.
One other thing. Pelé scored more than a thousand goals. Think about that for a second — a thousand! Now I'm well aware that the last stage of his career was at the Cosmos, playing in a joke league in the States, but for the vast majority of his career Brazilian club football was far from a joke. This was in the days before Brazilians could easily play in Europe. Oh, and he won three World Cups. For me, there is no debate. Cruyff, Maradona, Messi: all very, very great players. But there is only one god of football, who looks down smilingly on them — Edson Arantes do Nascimento.