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| Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, Scotch in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming ~ WOO HOO what a ride! |
| QUOTE (theage.com.au) |
| This week the British media remembered him at his best. In The Observer, journalist Bill Elliott described his 1976 World Cup game for Northern Ireland against Holland, then nearly the world's grea-*test*-('") side, with Johan Cruyff acknowledged as the world's best. Asked by Elliott before the game if Cruyff was greater than him, Best, whose grea-*test*-('") days were already behind him, promised to "nutmeg" the Dutchman the first chance he got. Five minutes into the game, Best - who had run onto the pitch carrying a red rose that a blonde woman had handed to him as he emerged from the tunnel - took the ball wide. Instead of going straight for goal he turned infield, "weaved his way past at least three Dutchmen and found his way to Cruyff. 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." He had answered the journalist's question. |
