Brazil Second Level

Taca de Prata – second level. 24 teams engaged in a simple knock-out format until the final. Two legs and if there was still a tie – penalty shoot-out. Names of home city and state in brackets. The first phase: Moto Clube (Sao Luis – MA) lost to Tuna Luso 0-0 and 0-3, River (Teresina – PA) to Fortaleza 1-3 and 0-2, Vitoria (Vitoria – ES) – to America MG 0-2 and 2-0, 4-5 shoot-out,

America (Natal – RN) lost to Treze 0-2 and 1-1,

America (Sao Jose do Rio Preto – SP) – to Goytacaz 1-0, 0-1 and 2-3 shoot-out, CRB (Maceio – AL) to Central 1-1, 0-0, and 2-4 shoot-out, Colorado (Curtitba – PR) to Marilia 1-1 and 0-3, Uniao (Rondonopolis – MT) to Rio Negro 1-1 and 0-2, Confianca (Aracaju – SE) to Caruense 0-2 and 0-1,

Sobradinho (Sobradinho – DF) to Americano 0-0 and 1-3, Novo Hamburgo (Novo Hamburgo – RS) to Fugueirense 0-0 and 1-2, and

Goiania (Goiania – GO) to Operario 0-2 and 1-2.

Second stage. Six teams were eliminated here.

Rio Negro (Manaus – AM) lost to Tuna Luso 0-1 and 1-2,

America (Belo Horizonte – MG) to Goytacaz 1-3 and 0-1,

Treze (Campina Grande – PB) to Fortaleza 3-1 and 0-3, Americano (Campos – RJ) to Operario 0-3 and 0-0,

Marilia (Marilia – SP) to Figueirense 2-3 and 1-3, and

Central (Caruaru – PE) to Catuense 1-1, 0-0, and 3-4 penalty shoot-out.

Third phase – three teams eliminated.

Catuense (Alagoinhas – BA) lost to Goytacaz 0-0 and 1-3, Operario (Campo Grande – MS) to Figueirense 2-1 and 1-3, and

Fortaleza (Fortaleza – CE) to Tuna Luso 0-0 and 1-5. Fortaleza was perhaps the best known club in this issue of second level, but they were practically destroyed.

The final – the last three team played two-leg round-robin tournament and the winner was decided before the last game was played.

Figueirense (Florianopolis – SC) finished 3rd with 3 points: 1 win, 1 tie, 2 losses, 5-7.

Goytacaz (Campos – RJ) ended 2nd with 3 points – 1 win, 1 tie, 2 losses, 4-4.

Tuna Luso won the final tournament with 6 points – 3 wins and 1 loss, 5-3. They lost the away leg to Figueirense 2-3, but they won the next home match and were champions before the last game of the final was played.

Tuna Luso Brasileira (Belem – PA) were champions of Taca de Prata for 1985 and qualified for the 1986 Taca de Ouro. Well deserved victory – they lost only one match in this campaign, to Figueirense at the final, and were clearly the best team this year. And it was important they won, for Tuna Luso was always trailing behind Paysandu at the local stage and had almost no chances to be ‘selected’ to play at Taca do Ouro. By the rules, they were the only team promoted from Taca do Prata, but was it really so? Rules changed so frequently in Brazil – but rule change concerned other clubs, not the winners.

Brazil

Brazil. May be not the best championship in South America, but still the biggest and most complicated. Sitting on top of various other championships – individual state championships, inter-city tournaments and who knows what else. There was a conscious effort made to reduce the national championship to some coherent and smaller size, so 44 teams played in the first level – Taca de Ouro – and 24 in the second level – Taca de Prata. There was no more movement from one championship to the other during the ongoing season, the formula was shaped somewhat better and much simpler than before, especially the formula of the second level. Top level was still going through many stages in fuzzy and difficult to follow way, but second level was now straight cup-type championship – direct elimination until the final phase. As for participants… big clubs still pull their weight and no one was out, no matter what: 20 teams in top level were ‘chosen by record on CBF’s historical ranking’. Two teams qualified as finalists in the previous year second level championship. The rest – 22 in total – were ‘selected by record on previous state championship’. As ever, final ‘table’ meant nothing and there was no relegation, but at least the criteria was clear. Relatively clear. The criteria for selecting second level participants was not clear – may be all states were represented, but even this needs some painful search. Second level attracted little interest – the making of statistical record of the season in later time was seemingly a collective efforts of few statisticians, suggesting little, may be conflicting and likely partial actual records scattered in many local newspapers. There was cup to be won at the end, but the sole purpose of this championship most likely was only to promote two teams to the top level – two teams in 1984: at the end of the 1985 championship seemingly only the winner got promotion. Promotion… that too is a bit suspect: only smallish club from one of the strong state championships (Sao Paulo, Rio, may be Pernambuco) could put real effort here, for they had practically no chance for qualifying otherwise. But teams from less competitive states could simply won the local championship and qualify for the top national level. It was easier way too, for second or third string teams from the strong states would be bigger obstacle than just winning weaker local championship. If the picture was quite clear about the famous strong local championship, it was not so,when one looks at the far-away states: there were clubs, not famous, but at least familiar, which did not play in the two national levels. Names could be confusing too – not many people know Brazilian political geography that well and similar names or abbreviations are easily confusing. Wist some grain of salt, let take a brief look at some clubs which did not appear in the 1985 national championships. Or may be they did, at least few of those below? Only careful and extensive search could tell…

Atletico Paranaense – perhaps the most famous absentee.

Similar name, similar kit, different state. To confuse clubs is that easy…

Londrina – played quite well in Taca de Ouro recently.

Vitoria – but which one? Vitoria Salvador or Vitoria Vitoria?

Cascavel – not poisonous enough or too poisonous?

Alecrim

Operario – the known one or one the others clubs with the same name?

Comercial – same problem as with Operario.

And the same with Ferroviario – or is it Ferroviario Atletico? Or Atletico?

No such problem here – there is only one Piaui, but they were out of the national championships too.

Rio Branco

Taubate

Maranhao

Itumbiara

Parnaiba

Bandeirante

America (Recife)

Platinense

Sertaozinho

Motorista

Endless list of vaguely known, just heard of and never heard of clubs did not play in the national championships. But some unknown clubs played.

Copa Libertadores

Copa Libertadores. The winners of the five qualification groups and the reigning holder, Independiente (Avallaneda), go to the semi-finals – two groups of 3 teams each. The usual draw of countries – no clubs – made a cruel joke this year: Brazil and Argentina were paired together, arguably, the strongest clubs, and so the weakest: Bolivia and Venezuela.

Group 1. Argentina and Brazil. On the surface, there was no contest – Fluminense and Vasco da Gama against Ferro Carril Oeste and Argentinos Juniors. Two of the most famous Brazilian clubs vs two second – if not even third – rate Argentinian clubs. And nothing suggested what will really happen after the opening games: Fluminense and Vasco da Gama ended 3-3 and Argentinos Juniors lost the home leg against Ferro Carril Oeste 0-1. Original predictions ended right then and there – first, Fluminense was awarded a win, because Vasco da Gama fielded illegible substitute player, Gersinho. And, as if to confirm how stupid Vasco da Gama was, this Gersinho never played for Vasco again. Second, the Brazilian clubs immediately lost ground, it was an Argentine race for the coveted first place, in which there was no winner: Argentinos Juniors won all their remaining matches, save for a home tie against Vasco da Gama. Ferro Carril Oeste lost at home the Argentinos, but won all other matches, except the away match against Fluminense – 0-0. At the end, the Argentine clubs were on top, but equal in points and goal difference:

1.Argentinos Juniors (Bs. Aires) 6 4 1 1 9- 5 9

Ferro Carril Oeste (Bs. Aires) 6 4 1 1 7- 3 9

3.Fluminense (Rio de Janeiro) 6 1 2 3 3- 6 4

4.Vasco da Gama (Rio de Janeiro) 6 0 2 4 6-11 2

A play-off for the first place was staged and this time Argentinos Juniors won 3-2 against Ferro Carril Oeste.

Group 2. Bolivia and Venezuela. No drama here – the Bolivians were much stronger and Blooming – the better of them.

1.Blooming (Santa Cruz) 6 5 1 0 20- 4 11

2.Oriente Petrolero (Santa Cruz) 6 3 2 1 11- 6 8

3.Táchira (San Cristóbal) 6 1 2 3 9-12 4

4.Dep. Italia (Caracas) 6 0 1 5 2-20 1

Group 3. Colombia and Paraguay. This group did not deviate from expectations – a battle between two clubs, but not from the same country. Not surprisingly, America (Cali) topped all.

1.América (Cali) 6 2 4 0 5- 2 8

2.Cerro Porteño (Asunción) 6 2 3 1 5- 3 7

3.Millonarios (Bogotá) 6 1 3 2 5- 5 5

4.Guaraní (Asunción) 6 1 2 3 6-11 4

Group 4. Chile and Uruguay. Perhaps more dramatic battle was expected, but Penarol (Montevideo) dominated.

1.Peñarol (Montevideo) 6 5 1 0 10- 3 11

2.Colo Colo (Santiago) 6 3 0 3 10- 8 6

3.Magallanes (Santiago) 6 2 1 3 5- 8 5

4.Bella Vista (Montevideo) 6 1 0 5 3- 9 2

Group 5. Ecuador and Peru. Theoretically, the Peruvians should have been the leaders, but – no. Not only El Nacional (Quito) was supreme, but 2 games in this groups were not played at all: Nueve de Octubre (Milagro) failed to appear for 2 games in Peru – actually, the actual reasons remain unknown, but nobody was bothered ever: the final table was fine just without the those games. Strange, but apparently not in South America. So, in the final table only one team played its all games and Nueve de Octubre finished with 4.

1.El Nacional (Quito) 6 5 1 0 13- 4 11

2.Universitario (Lima) 5 2 1 2 8- 6 5

3.Nueve de Octubre (Milagro) 4 2 0 2 6- 4 4

4.Sport Boys (Callao) 5 0 0 5 1-14 0

Semi-finals. Winners of each groups go the final.

Group 1. America (Cali), Penarol (Montevideo), and El Nacional (Quito). Looked like America and Penarol would clash for the top place, but it proved dramatic and unpredictable group and the winner was decided in the very last match. America started rather weakly, earning just 1 point from its two opening games, but before the last two matches every team had a chance for going to the final: El Nacional had 2 points, Penarol – 3, and America – also 3 points. El Nacional hosted Penarol and won 2-0. Thus, Penarol was out. America and El Nacional was to decide the first finalist and the match was in Cali – America rolled over El Nacional: 5-0.

1.América (Cali) 4 2 1 1 10- 3 5

2.El Nacional (Quito) 4 2 0 2 4- 7 4

3.Peñarol (Montevideo) 4 1 1 2 3- 7 3

Group 2. Depending on point of view… Argentinos Juniors again found itself in the toughest group – playing against Brazilian giants in the preliminary group; now – against the current Cup holder and the most successful club of South America – Independiente (Avellaneda). Blooming (Santa Cruz) was the outsider. And just like in the first phase, Argentinos Juniors looked without a chance after their two opening games: 2 ties. But in the next match Independiente was unable to beat the Bolivians in Santa Cruz and all teams were with 2 points. The next two games only eliminated Blooming – they had to play away games in Argentina, losing both. The last match between Independiente and Argentinos Juniors was decisive and Independiente had home advantage. Whatever that means, for Avellaneda is part of Buenos Aires anyway. Now Juniors won 2-1 – quite a surprise, especially outside Argentina.

The final. America (Cali) vs Argentinos Juniors (Buenos Aires). A favourite? Most likely, none… Juniors was at its best and so was America. America was much more experienced team on international stage, but Juniors played more exciting football. Ambition drove both teams, of course.

The first leg of the final was played in Buenos Aires, on Monumental stadium, instead on the small Argentinos Juniors home base.

The quality of football was not the prime concern – victory was, and Juniors eventually prevailed by a single goal. Commiso scored it in the 40th minute and Juniors ended with tiny lead before the second leg in Cali. 1-0.


The second leg was decided even earlier – Willington Ortiz scored in the 3rd minute and the result was preserved to the final whistle: 1-0 America and as many times before, a third match had to be staged on neutral ground, in Asuncion, Paraguay. As far as fans were concerned, it may have been advantageous for Juniors, for Paraguay was closer and easier to travel to for them. But Juniors did not have all that many fans to begin with.

As for the game, it did not decide anything. Commisso opened the result for Juniors in the 27th minute and in the 41th fellow Argentine Ricardo Gareca equalized.

The crucial moment happened in the very last minute: America got a penalty, but Vidalle saved Marangoni’s shot. 1-1 at the final whistle and penalty shoot-out followed. And there was no winner… Olguin, Batista, Pavoni, and Borghi scored for Juniors. Gareca, Cabanas, Herrera, and Gonzalo Soto – for America. The last were Videla for Juniors and de Avila, who replaced in the last minutes of the regular time Willington Ortiz. Videla scored. De Avila missed – or rather goalkeeper Vidalle saved. 5-4 Argentinos Juniors!

The second of joy and grief, depending on shirt colour.

Happy Juniors,

happier with Copa Libertadores in their hands.

Going home with the Cup,

showing the Cup to their fans in Buenos Aires, the winners cherished duties.

America (Cali) lost and may be deserved to lose – after all, who missed a penalty in the last minute? Standing from left: Henry Viafara, Julio Cesar Falcioni, Hugo Valencia, Gabriel Chaparro, Gonzalo Soto, Pedro Sarmiento. First row: Roberto Cabanas, Gerardo Gonzalez Aquino, Willington Ortiz, Ricardo Gareca, Juan Manuel Battaglia. This was the first time America reached Copa Libertadores final, so the loss really hurt. Their emblematic goalkeeper Falcioni felt the loss undeserved, America should have been the winner. It was the greatest vintage, the strongest team of America – and to him, in the whole continent. He was right – to a point. The squad – and Colombian squads never lacked foreign stars – was quite something: the Paraguayan star Cabanas joined them from New York Cosmos. Gareca was till an Argentine national team player. Falcioni himself was Argentine. Two more Paraguayans, both national team players – Battaglia and Aquino. Willington Ortiz was not just a Colombian star – according to Falcioni, he was the driving force of America and its anchor as well. Falcioni spent 10 years with America, he was already a veteran of the team and witnessed all the changes and improvements – he felt America was stronger than Argentinos Juniors. If it was some of the big South American names perhaps losing was acceptable, but losing to some small club… Falcioni can tell his version of the events, of course, but result speaks against him. America did not outplay Juniors, the opponents were perhaps equal. Missing a penalty in the last minute, though… this was more than unlucky moment. With so much at stake, the penalty should have been scored – a really winning team does not miss any chances.

Brand new champions of South America – standing from left: Jorge Olguin, Adrian Domenech, Jose Luis Pavoni, Enrique Vidalle, Carmelo Villalba, Batista. Crouching: Jose Antonio Castro, Mario Videla, Claudio Borghi, Emilio Nicolas Commisso, Carlos Ereros. The winners allright, but not the exact winners – this is the squad of the first final leg in Buenos Aires. Castro and Ereros did not play in the decisive third match – Renato Corsi and Jorge Pellegrini were starters instead. Carlos Mayor replaced Villalba in the 98th minute and M. A. Lemmet substituted Pellegrini in the 116th minute. One may think Argentinos Juniors surprised even itself, for a picture of the actual victors does not exist even on the club’s website. Tough and may be chancy victory, but significant one – Argentinos Juniors was a debutant, they participated in Copa Libertadores for the first time and won in their first appearance. Thus, they became the 5th club to do so, but what names did it earlier! Penarol (1960), Santos (1962), Estudiantes (1968), and Flamengo (1981) – humble Argentinos Juniors was not in the same league, so their success was greater. Were they really worthy winners? Depends on who is talking. Francioni did not think so, but he played for losing America. Juniors’ goalkeeper and the hero of the decisive play-off Vidalle was also cautious: he thought the final clash largely a psychological duel. Especially the penalty shoot-out – he decided to trick the opposition by plunging to the same side every time and it worked once: De Avila apparently thought the goalkeeper will change his direction at last. Yet, Vidalle considered the saved penalty and the final win just good luck – the team was small, it was tough to go the whole way with it, every mistake would be fatal. But it was also good playing team and the goalkeeper did not have much to do most of the time. The captain Adrian Domenech thinks differently: it was great team, coached by a perfect coach. Jose Yudica, who arrived in the beginning of 1985. Yudica decided not to change anything, except putting Borghi in the place of Pasculli. The change was forced by objective reason: Pasculli went to play in Italy. Juniors already played exciting football, but were considered incapable to shine on international level, where great attacking football was not a big asset. Yet, Yudica did not change the style and kept the boys humble – the team was wonderfully balanced and the players complimented each other – Domenech was proud to play with such teammates. It was not only skillful team, but ambitious as well. And strong too. Perhaps the truth is somewhere in between – Argentinos Juniors was strangely made team: it was a combination of veterans well over 30 years of age (Vidalle, Olguin, Pavoni, Commisso, Lopez) and youngsters under 23, with no players at what is considered ‘prime age’ for footballers – 25-28 years. Domenech himself was the sole representative of prime-agers. Such teams are traditionally risky, for they depend on tied, constant starters – one injury could be fatal and utterly destructive. Juniors was lucky not to have anybody injured or out of form this year. The core was stable and performed well at key moments. Keeping the players humble and not burdening them with great expectations also helped – it was the perfect underdog and thus Maradona was not right when asked to asses his former club. He almost dismissed Juniors as a rather uncaring club – uncaring for football. ‘They have 25 tennis courts and not one decent football field’, he lashed. He said that for the club making him a star and continuing to bring great talent through its youth system. It was well-managed club – at least by Argentine standards: keeping in mind money, never spending much on stars, preferring to field young talent to buying big names only because they had to play international tournaments. Pasculli out – Borghi in, it was that simple. Well deserved success at the end of the day. Wonderful underdogs. Copa Libertadores was going to have a first-time winner this year anyway – it was just better that the debutantes won over rich underachievers like America (Cali).

It was great to come back to Buenos Aires with Copa Libertadores to show proudly to everyone.

Intercontinental Cup

The Intercontinental Cup. Or the Toyota Cup. Or Toyota European/South American Cup. Or the World Cup. What was the name? The British used the new names and counting the record only since it became sponsored by Toyota, almost alone – everybody else preferred the old name. And because of that, the records differ and opinions differ: no European team won the Toyota Cup, the British lamented . Was it possible to happen at all? So far, the European teams were not just the constant losers, but scored only one goal. Whoever counted the old record, saw even worse picture: the last European team to win the Intercontinental Cup was Bayern in 1976. So… the expectations of the 1985 issue were murky. Juventus vs Argentinos Juniors. Meaning what? The Argentines were still an enigma, known largely for having been the club introducing Diego Maradona. The rise of the smallish club – in the Argentine pecking order – started with Maradona, but they really got successful after he left. But remained unknown and European journalists went to ask Maradona to tell them about this almost anonymous team. He was not much help… he said he did not know the players, because the roster changed so much after he left and there were hardly any players he was teammate with. True… only the captain Adrian Domenech remained from the team featuring Maradona. And even he left Argentinos Juniors, however briefly. Unknown team without stars. ‘Without stars’ was the general conclusion, very unusual for South Amrican champions – and not exactly true: Argentinos Juniors had one former and one future world champion in his squad: Olguin and Batista. If the Europeans bothered to ask Argentina journalists instead of European-based Maradona, they would have learned that the team had a star – the center-forward Claudio Borghi, also a choice for the national team. Borghi was an interesting case – his play reminded of Cruijff’s: not a fixed center-forward, lurking in the penalty area and waiting for balls, but operating on the whole field, coming from the deep back, going to the wings, excellent organizer of attacks, very mobile, inventive, and creative player. But Argentinos Juniors was considered a starless team – thus, beatable? Perhaps… by now caution was the wise way in Europe. Juventus on the other hand was mighty and since it was already the 1985-86 season in Europe, even mightier – Boniek was gone from the team which won the ill-fated European final in the spring, but Micheal Laurdrup and Aldo Serena were in. Juventus, led by Platini in great form, looked much stronger than the ‘anonymous’ Argentines. There was something else, an impossible to predict and measure quality of the final in Tokyo – since it was played in December, there was no way to calculate conditions: in 1985 Liverpool and Independiente played in dry, sunny day, relatively warm for the season. As a result, the pitch was especially hard and bumpy, contributing to the boring match, which main feature were constant offside calls and professional fouls, almost every minute. This year the weather was cloudy, moist, and soon the pitch became just a field of mud. Curiously, Juventus and Argentinos Juniors were seemingly not bothered by the rough conditions and made entertaining, fast, and highly watchable, if messy, match, which even the terrible refereeing was unable to kill. It was also more vicious and rough game than the previous final – both teams hunted down key players of the oppositions, but there was little complaining, nobody was scared and rough play did not destroy the match. The mistakes of the referee did not unfocused the teams either – it was a feast of attacking football to the last minute, so unusual for teams capable to close the game and there was no trace of tactical defensive play, so beloved by Italian clubs – nothing like the stiff, cautious, and often clueless final of the previous year.

Juventus managed to deflect the initial assault of the Argentines and by the 20th minute moved into dangerous attacks itself.

There was no mercy, let’s face it, but the Argentines were far from just trying to scare and destroy the opponents. They were well organized, eager, and skilful enough to start their own attacks as soon as getting possession of the ball. The first half ended scoreless and pretty much equal. There were already important qualities – Batista was fantastic, the key player of Juniors, covering the whole field and starting attacks from the back. Borghi was very difficult to handle and his passes was increasingly more and more dangerous. Domenech was excellent. Olguin was subtle, but always at the right place in the right time, seemingly having Platini as his charge. The Italians were not to be dismissed either – excellent Platini, tremendously dangerous Laudrup, despite the fact that Juniors singled him out for destruction and tackled viciously. The Italian defense was perfect, naturally. It was clear that both teams were determined to score, not to play tactical game, looking for some odd opportunity.

It was also clear that nobody was going to give up and there will be no mercy – hard battle by whatever means to kill danger.

In the second half Argentinos Juniors put more pressure, their attacks increasingly more dangerous, and now the referee, already suspect, made his first major mistake: Manfredonia cleared the ball with his hands in the penalty area and… a corner kick was ruled. He already dismissed Juventus’ goal in the first half – it was protested, of course, but it was rather obvious offside. Now, however, it looked like a compensation for this goal, but it was penalty. Interestingly, the Argentines did not protest and argue, but kept concentrated in the game and two minutes later Borghi saw a great opening, passed perfectly and the left winger Ereros scored. 1-0 in the 55th minute.

And immediately after that Serena almost scored after free kick taken by Platini. Wonderful moment of football. And after that, both teams flying from attack to another, the referee made a ‘small’ mistake: Platini was tackled hard, but the call went for Juniors. Soon Platini had more reasons to lose his cool and start talking to the referee, not a good sign – Volker Roth was going out of his way to inflame the players.

What followed was Maradona-style drible by Borghi and perfect pass to Ereros, who… hesitated and instead of shooting to the open net stopped for a bit and passed. In this split second the right winger Castro was already in offside. He scored, but the goal was disallowed. This led to Juve attack and Olguin brought down Serena in the penalty area. Age was playing his nasty tricks – Olguin was slow by now, just a tiny bit slower in critical moments. He was almost the first to the ball, but almost does not do it, so he had to use his hands to stop Serena. He pushed him just enough to unbalance Serena. Juniors protested, but this was a penalty. Platini,who made the great pass to Serena a moment earlier, stepped in and promptly equalized. However… an Italian player rushed into the penalty area before Platini kicked the ball – the penalty had to be repeated, but Roth did not bother. 1-1 in the 63th minute. Attacks continued right away and two minutes later perhaps the greatest mistake was done by Roth: after a corner kick Platini was first to the ball and scored. Roth disallowed a third goal already – presumably, for dangerously high leg – but this time it was fine goal.

This absurdity led to rather famous picture of Platini – demonstratively musing on the referee’s idiotism. And rightly so – Roth was late in his decision. At first, the goal was allowed – Juve players celebrated, the scoreboard showed 2-1, and then out of the blue Roth disallowed it. That is, Platini was already near the central line of the field. The Argentine TV commentator could not believe it himself, which is rare reaction for one who benefits. You want to see why Platini’s goals was disallowed? Look at the second picture above – it is a split second after Platini got the ball with his chest and then kicked it above the defenders and with third kick – in the net. Yes, legs were high, but the legs of everybody. High legs, but nobody was close enough for actually kicking an opponent. It was a goal and whatever Roth was thinking, it looked like one more compensation for earlier bad decision – in this case, the omission to repeat the penalty kick from which Platini scored the equalizer.

That is the moment Platini kicks the ball in the net – it was so fast and difficult to follow here, but there was no contact between players in the whole episode. And after that… another compensation: Bonini played with his hand in the penalty area of Juniors and it was not called – out was called instead. Nothing major, not important, but it was becoming a string of bad calls.

It was not to the credit of Roth the match did not deteriorated out of control – he did his best to achieve exactly that: not giving yellow cards for real and nasty fouls, but marking situations like this one, when Domenech played for the ball, came to it first to clear, but eventually bumped into Platini by inertia. Yet, not penalizing two very deliberate occasions the Argentines played with hands. No wonder both teams used Roth’s whimsicality for dirty tricks with time – and no one was punished. But neither team went berserk and forgot football – it was the players, however dirty and tough, to ignore Roth and continue to play fast attacking football.

Borghi was increasingly more and more dangerous, ignoring tackles aimed at his feet, and yet another fantastic pass by him allowed Castro to score the second goal for Juniors. 2-1 in the 75th minute. Juventus immediately pushed forward. And then the 82nd minute came and perhaps the best goal of the game was scored.

Juventus got a free kick which Platini took. Laudrup was inside the penalty area, at the right, between two Argentine defenders.

Platini passed to him, Laudrup run away of the defenders and beat Vidalle for the lose ball.

But beating the keeper brought Laudrup away from the net and too near the line – from there, at impossible angle and with two defenders already covering the net, Laudrup, almost with his back to the net at the moment and going in the opposite direction managed not only to kick the ball on target, but to find the minimal opening and the ball was in.

2-2. In the remaining minutes Batista cannoned the ball from a distance, unfortunately the ball rotated too much and went away.

In the extra time the drama continued in the same way – attack for attack, both teams making great efforts to score a third goal. In the first 15 minute Roth made his next mistake – suspect play in the Juniors penalty area,which was uncalled. It may not have been a penalty, but surely indirect kick (there was such rule back then, remember?) Nothing was called. And just before the end whistle Borghi found Ereros in great position and the winger unforgivingly missed. Second half of extra time. Brio nastily punched Domenech after the play was stopped – no reaction from Roth, but Platini was yellow-carded for talking. Of course, Platini already made a long line of misbehavior, but it was Roth who provoked such attitude. The other yellow card for something ‘bad’ – Roth missed legitimate occasions for showing cards, but distributed some for almost nothing. And until the end there were two occasions, which Juventus found more than suspect – first great attack by Cabrini was stopped in the penalty area and he was brought down. Today it is sure penalty, but back then? The ball was cleared first, the defender played for it and reached it first – he was not tackling Cabrini. Not a penalty. But the second occasion was more suspect: Vidalle clearly brought down Platini, it was deliberate, the last resource for stopping Platini from scoring. It was on the border of the penalty area and Roth opted for a free kick – the foul was committed outside. But it was inside. By centimeters, but in the penalty area. There was no time for more after that.

Penalty kicks, to top the high drama and to decide a winner between two equally deserving teams. It is a lottery, as we know. Whatever is ever said about penalty kicks, a momentary picture shows some things differently. This time there were clear mistakes by the shooters and some strange way too: Cabrini kicked somewhat predictably and Vidalle catched the ball, but was unable to redirect it enough and it ended in the net. After him Batista missed – his kick was also clearly predictable, but also too weak and Tacconi got it. Then Laudrup repeated Batista’s kick with the same result. And after him Pavoni kicked the ball directly into Tacconi, who did not have even to move. It was like players influence each other to do the same… but Juventus was leading by a goal and Platini was next, the last of the initial 5 players for the job.

He did not miss – coolly and technically, he directed the ball in the opposite side of the direction of Vidalle’s plunge. Juventus won.

Tokyo, National Stadium, December 8, 1985. 62 000 attendants

Juventus – Argentinos Juniors 2-2 (a.e.t.), 4-2 (penalty shoot-out).

1-0 Ereros, 55th

1-1 Platini (penalty), 63rd

2-1 Castro, 75th

2-2 Laudrup, 82th

Penalties: Brio, Cabrini, Serena, Laudrup (missed), Platini (Juventus)

Olguin, Batista (missed), Lopez, Pavoni (missed).

Juventus: Stefano Tacconi, Luciano Favero, Antonio Cabrini – captain, Massimo Bonini, Sergio Brio, Gaetano Scirea (Stefano Pioli), Massimo Mauro (Massimo Briaschi), Lionello Manfredonia, Aldo Serena, Michel Platini, Michael Laudrup.

Coach: Giovanni Trapattoni.

Argentinos Juniors: Enrique Vidalle, Jose Luis Pavoni, Adrian Domenech – captain, Carmelo Villalba, Sergio Batista, Jorge Olguin, Jose Antonio Castro, Mario Videla, Claudio Borghi, Emilio Comisso (Renato Corsi), Carlos Ereros (Juan Jose Lopez).

Coach: Jose Yudica.

The usual happened right after – Antonio Cabrini received the Intercontinental Cup.

Oh, well – two cups were awarded at the time, so Juventus received them both: the old Intercontinental Cup and the new Toyota Cup.

Happy Juventus – shirts were exchanged before the awarding, so the red shirts. Minus Platini, who exchanged shirts with Juniors goalkeeper Vidalle. Lucky winners of a match without a winner. Highly entertaining, very competitive, full of dramatic moments, of great moments, a show to remember. Perhaps not one of the greatest-ever matches, but a match worth watching, unlike so many finals. Both teams deserved victory. Despite the appalling refereeing, it was wonderful match – a match one wishes never to end.

Argentinos Juniors lost and unfortunately so – they were not outplayed even for a second. From left: Domenech, Villalba, Vidalle, Videla, Olguin, Batista, Borghi, Castro, Comisso, Ereros, Pavoni.

Arguably, the best year of the relatively modest club – arguably, for playing, but certainly their best ever in terms of success. They won Copa Libertadores and were at least unbeaten at the Intercontinental final. One can be a bit sorry they did not won in Tokyo, because it was highly unlikely they will have another chance. It was fine team, contrary to the most opinions – unheralded, yes, but hardly just a bunch of mediocrities. Certainly strongly motivated, not afraid, and playing entertaining football, not for a second going into some tactical scheming to keep the result or kill time, or just playing brutally in an effort to compensate for lacking skills and feeling of inferiority. Team without stars is also relative opinion: Borghi was fantastic. So was Batista. Domenech, Olguin, Pavoni, Villalba – more than useful players. May be not first choices for the national team, but they had been included in it now and then. More than competent team, playing modern football and very well too. Yet, there were deficiencies – without remedies – aging Olguin a bit too slow, Ereros and Castro – both wingers, although full of enthusiasm and determination, had rather limited skills, which proved often fatal, for the great creative efforts of Borghi were wasted. Comisso eventually was running out of steam in the second half. Juniors fielded only Argentine players, but they had imports – the reserve goalkeeper, Cesar Roberto Mendoza, was Paraguayan, and the substitute Renato Corsi hailed from USA. That is relative… he was born in New York, but from Argentine parents and came to Argentina early, so he was a product of the Argentine youth system. No language problems either, but he – still not even 20 – was a bit limited player and also quite nervous one: he hardly helped Juniors and made too many mistakes, ending with free kicks for Juventus. Could be excused as too young and inexperienced, but no great talent – he is largely remembered as the first US player in Argentina. As for the other substitute – Juan Jose Lopez was familiar and well respected defender, who made his name playing for River Plate, but now was getting too long in the tooth and was fielded in the last minutes largely for his experience and very likely having the penalty shoot-out already in mind. May be the small deficiencies prevented Juniors from winning in regular time, but who can tell – if Roth gave the penalty in the early second half when Manfredonia handled the ball and the result was 0-0. Who knows… but what was sure: Juniors did not deserve to lose and they did not lose. They only did not win. Of this squad the most puzzling story has been Claudio Borghi, who deserves a final note: at the time, he was considered at the level of Maradona – in part, because he was also a product of the Argentinos Juniors youth system. Yet, he never became a household name. He played 18 years professional football and his resume is very impressive – 15 clubs in 6 different countries and not second-raters either. Milan, River Plate, Flamengo, Independiente, Colo-Colo top the list, but… 218 games and 28 goals for all that time tells different story. He never played regularly, in any club – in 6 years with Argentinos Juniors, he appeared in only 39 games, scoring 8 goals. For Milan he did not appear even in a single match – Berlusconi was so impressed after watching this very final with Juventus, he bought him in 1987. However, only 2 foreigners were allowed to play in Italy and Milan had van Basten and Gullit, so Borghi was loaned to Como (7 games, 0 goals). Berlusconi wanted him in the team the next year, when 3 foreigners were permitted, but Arrigo Sacchi insisted on another Dutch player and Rijkaard was brought in. No place for Borghi and he was let go. For Argentina, he played only 9 games, scoring 1 goal. Hard to tell why so big talent never made it anywhere… in part, no luck: not playing for Milan was at least partly due to strong competition. In the national team – coincidence with Maradona, no place for 2 similar players and if one has Maradona, why looking for anybody else? But the numbers suggest something else – 39 matches in 6 years for his home club, where he should have been the prime star… the Argentinian season had 40-45 championship games and Borghi for 6 years could not amass enough games even for one full season? Was he erratic or prone to injuries, or difficult character, or just overrated, more promise than delivery? The fact he did not make it in any club suggest there is some major flaw.

Given the match, Juventus did not deserve to lose, but was also lucky to win. World champions, standing from left: Laudrup, Brio, Scirea, Platini, Tacconi, Serena. Crouching: Manfredonia, Mauro, Bonini, Favero, Cabrini. Pioli and Briaschi in the small pictures.

To introduce Juventus would be ridiculous – perhaps there were stronger vintages, with more stars, but this happened to be the most successful vintage to date: they won the European Champions Cup for the first time and after that – the Intercontinental Cup. Platini was fantastic, Laudrup was certainly a great addition, Serena was almost surprisingly good. Cabrini and Scirea don’t even have to be mentioned – superb. Scirea unfortunately got injured and had to be replaced, but no blame for his time on the field – as ever. Excellent Bonini, unfortunate too but for different reason: he was from San Marino, thus, having no chance to play for Italy and became really famous. Brio – very solid. Manfredonia as well. The weak player was Mauro – the right winger was somewhat not good enough, but there is hardly ever a perfect squad and there was nothing to be done – Juventus had to have a right winger, especially with this unusual attacking football they were playing at the moment. And this was perhaps the biggest surprise – Juventus did not dig in, did not kill the time, did not wait for rare opportunity to strike from single counterattack – facing highly attacking minded opponent, they responded in kind, thus contributing to wonderful final. The rest is history, badly told on top of that: still and contrary to easily available records, Juventus was and is called the first European club to win ‘everything’ in a single year. Untrue – Juventus did not even come close to Ajax of 1972: did not win the Italian championship and did not win the European Supercup (not their fault, but so what? There was no final, hence, no Cup). What is true, though, Juventus became the first club to win all European trophies: the UEFA Cup in 1977, the Cup Winners Cup in 1984, the European Champions Cup in 1985. And now – the Intercontinental Cup was added, plus that it was an European victory at last – the first Toyota Cup and the first European victory after 1976.

European Player Of The Year

European Player of the Year. Michel Platini (Juventus and France) was voted number 1 with 127 points, followed by Preben Elkjaer-Larsen (Verona and Denmark) and Bernd Schuster (Barcelona and West Germany). No new name at the top – Elkjar-Larsen was among the best three for a second time, climbing from third to second, and Schuster appeared for a third time (once second and twice third).

Speaking of Platini is futile – plain numbers should do: he was already 5 times among the top 3 in Europe, matched the record of Cruijff – three times voted player of the year, but bested the Dutchman by having been voted best in three consecutive years. He was the first in that in the whole history of the award. It was fair vote too – Platini failed with Juventus in the Italian championship, but won the European Champions Cup, scored the only goal of the ill-fated final of the tournament, and led France to the World Cup finals in 1986. Elkjaer-Larsen and Schuster did not achieve similar success.

The Golden Shoe

The Golden Shoe. For a second time the best scorer of Europe was Fernando Gomes (FC Porto) with 39 goals. Martin McCaughey (Linfield) was second with 34 goals and Vahid Halilhodzic (FC Nantes) – third with 28 goals.

From left: McCaughey, Gomes, and Halilhodzic.

Gomes scored 3 goals more than in 1983, when he received his first Golden Shoe. Prolific scorer, he already had more than 500 goals and was 6 times top scorer of Portugal. He also had astonishing record with the national team of his country: 36 goals in 30 games. The numbers speak of themselves, but Gomes pointed out that having Cubillas as teammate was essential for his development – the Peruvian star taught him professionalism.

The Supercup

The Supercup. It was not played, because of the ban on English clubs – Juventus had to meet Everton.

Everton had their wings cut off – that is the view of the club, the players of the team at that time, and the fans – and Juventus had no chance to prove it was the best team in Europe. Arguments… but the Supercup did not interest many people, so no big deal really. Point in case: above is the version of the trophy at the time. Not even a proper cup anymore and how many could recognize it? As for Everton’s laments… they go in this order: blame UEFA, Thatcher, the English Football Federation. Liverpool eventually comes after that and almost in passing. Fans violence is hardly ever mentioned.

 

European Champions Cup

European Champions Cup. All upsets happened in the first round: VfB Stuttgart was eliminated by Bulgarian Levski-Spartak (for a second consecutive year), Feyenoord lost to Panathinaikos, and Aberdeen – to Dynamo East Berlin. Those were the surprising results of the whole tournament, the rest was a matter of the jokes of the draw: Athletic Bilbao was eliminated in the first round by Girondens Bordeaux. In the second round Benfica lost to Liverpool and Dynamo East Berlin to Austria Vienna. In the ¼ finals nothing out of ordinary happened and Juventus, Girondens Bordeuax, Liverpool, and Panathinaikos reached the semi-finals. The draw was ‘fair’ this time and the strongest teams were paired with the weaker. Thus, Juventus eliminated Girondens Bordeaux 3-0 and 0-2, and Liverpool disposed of Panathinaikos 4-0- and 1-0. The finalists were strong all the way: Liverpool, having somewhat easier opponents, lost only one match (the away leg to Benfica) and Juventus – 2 (the away legs to Sparta Prague and Girondens Bordeaux). By all accounts, the strongest teams in Europe were going to meet, promising a great clash, if not great football. Liverpool, with all its Eurpopean success was seen as the likelier winner.

The ill-fated final is so well known and so much was written about it, that there is no reason to go again to it – it was more than shame, it was mass murder and the game should have been canceled. But it was not, adding more shame to it.

Captains shook hands, meantime dead and injured bodies were carried of the stadium.

The match went on, tough as predicted, but somewhat without spark.

Which was the better team – no, what happened on the field – was somewhat lost because of the tragedy on the stands.

Juventus got a penalty in the 56th minute and Platini scored. 1-0 Juventus and it was the final result, as it happened.

Final, Heysel Stadium, Bruxelles, 29 May 1985, att 58000

 

Juventus (0) 1 Liverpool (0) 0

56′ 1-0 J: Platini (pen)

 

Juventus (trainer Trapattoni)

Tacconi; Favero, Cabrini, Brio, Scirea; Bonini, Platini, Tardelli; Briaschi (Prandelli 84), Rossi (Vignola 89), Boniek

Liverpool (trainer Fagan)

Grobbelaar; Neal, Beglin, Lawrenson (Gillespie 4), Hansen; Nicol, Dalglish, Whelan, Wark; Rush, Walsh (Johnson 46)

Referee: Daina (Switzerland)

Some smiles were on display after the final whistle,

Juventus got the Cup,

and made the customary round of honour, but it was feast in the time of plague.

What remained of this final was not the game, but big titles and long accusatory articles on the disaster. Football was mentioned rather briefly. It was a shame, it was wrong to play the game at all, later players, coaches, officials expressed their sorry views. The tragedy was at the level of the ill-famed Altamont concert of the Rollingstones, and no matter what regrets players and musicians expressed later, there was bitter taste. ‘The show must go on’, was seemingly the motto, but now the show was macabre and it was difficult to believe that the participants learned about murder only too late – all was happening right in front of their eyes. And in the same time it was difficult to say what could have happened if the teams refused to play – just like the Stones in 1969: the fears that violence will only escalate and spill into Brussels were valid. There was no right decision… it was just terrible.

Liverpool lost. Top, left to right: Ian Rush, Jim Beglin, Kenny Dalglish, Mark Lawrenson, Alan Hansen, Bruce Grobbelaar, Bottom, left to right: John Wark, Ronnie Whelan, Paul Walsh, Phil Neal, Steve Nicol.

Perhaps it was only fair that Liverpool lost the final – views differ, but the violence of the English fans was too much and they were blamed for starting and escalating the shameful and murderous disaster. Apart from that, many in both England and continental Europe were glad Liverpool lost. Particularly in England grumbling against Liverpool was going on for quite some time – their dominance was seen as violating the holly English game, changing it into some ‘continental’ version with unbeatable superclub on top. To this was added the essentially foreign nature of Liverpool – it was counted, accusingly, that at the final with Juventus Liverpool featured only 2 English players: Phil Neal and Paul Walsh. As for how good this vintage was, it will remain somewhat open question: the team above somehow does not look as strong as some previous versions, but Liverpool had this uncanny and unmatched ability to have mighty squads, gradually changing some of the players with new stars. Because of the banishment , it is impossible to measure Liverpool to the foreign clubs after 1985, but their dominance in England continued to the end of the decade.

Historic and long waited victory of Juventus, but overshadowed by the disaster and there was no way to be trumpeted and thoroughly enjoyed – too many coffins had to be buried. It was ironic that Juventus had to ‘celebrate’ its first European Champions Cup in such a way: no matter what Juventus did, so far the most successful Italian club was left far behind Milan and Inter. Turin was left behind Milan. At last, they won, but in such way that is was hardly victory. “Enemies” were quick to suggest, that Liverpool did not play in earnest at the final and Juventus was not really that good – they had miserable Italian season after all. True to a point – Juventus was looking for a change, Boniek was going to be replaced and it did not matter he just become European champion. Like Liverpool, Juventus seemingly had better rounded and stronger squads in the past. But these squads were losing finals, if reaching them at all, and this one won. No argument against that. Europe had new cup winner, but it was final best forgotten and never mentioned again, so this Juventus squad is not mentioned and praised often.

Cup Winners Cup

Cup Winners Cup. Brand new finalists in this tournament as well. This was the most predictable European competition, but there were interesting surprises in this issue: FC Porto was eliminated by the lowly Wrexham (Wales) in the first round and Barcelona most surprisingly was beaten at home by Metz (France) also in the first round. Not only Barcelona was the obvious winner, but they won confidently the first leg in Metz 4-2. Then, at home, when everything looked already decided, Metz destroyed them 4-1. In the second round the only unusual event was happened between Celtic (Scotland) and Rapid (Austria). Rapid won 3-1 at home, but Celtic made strong come back and won 3-0 in Glasgow. But… the public misbehaved, a Rapid player was struck by missile, and UEFA striked the result and ruled that the match has to be replayed on neutral ground, in Manchester. This time Rapid won 1-0 and eliminated Celtic. The quarter-finals provided no surprises, only Rapid again went against the odds: they lost their first leg in Dresden to Dynamo 0-3, but had fantastic comeback in Vienna, winning 5-0. On the wings of good luck and enthusiasm, they left no chance to Dinamo (Moscow) in the semi-finals – 3-1 and 1-1 – and reached European final for the first time.

Meantime, Everton proceeded powerfully to the final – they did not lose even one match and perhaps their toughest duel was in the first round against lowly Univeristy College (Dublin): 0-0 in Dublin and 1-0 in Liverpool. From then on, it was overwhelming travel from round to round: 3-0 and 1-0 against Inter (Bratislava) in the 1/8 finals; 3-0 and 2-0 against Fortuna Sittard (Holland) in the ¼ finals; 0-0 and 3-1 against Bayern (Munich) in the ½ finals. Everton allowed only 1 goal on the road to the final. It was their first European final too, but they seemingly were the favourite. Of course, finals can play cruel jokes on favourites and their ‘sure supporters’, but odds were strongly in Everton’s favour: they had fantastic season, going to win the English championship and in Europe were equally strong. Bayern was unable to beat them and Rapid looked rather weak compared to the Germans. Yet, games have to be won on the field no matter what people feel. Everton had one more advantage – fans. English always went in Europe to support their team in great numbers and Rotterdam was conveniently near and full of beer.

So, everything was ready to begin.

Rapid was not about to drop the towel and the first half ended scoreless.

In the second half Everton proved its worth. Their beloved star Andy Gray scored in the 56th minute.

Steven made it 2-0 in the 72th minute. Rapid was not giving up and Krankl scored in the 83rd minute. There was still time fro reversal…

But Kevin Sheedy finished the final in the 85th minute. 3-1. Everton won.

Final, Feyenoord Stadion, Rotterdam, 15 May 1985, att 50000

 

Everton (0) 3 SK Rapid (Wien) (0) 1

57′ 1-0 E: Gray

72′ 2-0 E: Steven

83′ 2-1 R: Krankl

85′ 3-1 E: Sheedy

 

Everton: Southall; Stevens, Van den Hauwe, Ratcliffe, Mountfield; Reid, Steven, Bracewell, Sheedy; Gray, Sharp

SK Rapid (Wien): Konsel; Lainer, Weber, Garger, Brauneder; Hrstic, Kranjcar, Kienast, Weinhofer (Panenka 67); Pacult (Gröss 60), Krankl

Referee: Casarin (Italy)

Everton made the bee line to collect the Cup and after that it was just joy and fun.

Well deserved Cup Winners Cup.

One can pose with whatever funny hat after such triumph.

The losing finalists. Standing: Peter Pacult, Karl Brauneder, Zlatko Kranjcar, Kurt Garger and Hans Krankl.

First row: Leo Lainer, Peter Hrstic, Heribert Weber, Michael Konsel, Rudi Weinhofer and Reinhard Kienast.

One can argue that Rapid was mostly lucky – they had easier draws than Everton and were actually eliminated by Celtic. Then again, Celtic fans should have known better than propelling missiles to visiting players and if the Scots were really the better team, they should have won the extra game – after all, Manchester was almost home ground. Rapid won when it mattered, bravely came back after big loss from Dynamo (Dresden) and eliminated all opponents. It was good squad with enough bite, lead by Hans Krankl and the Yugoslav star Zlatko Kranjcar. Antonin Panenka was too old, but healso came to help. Too bad Everton was too strong – lovely effort by Rapid, but they were the weaker team.

As for Everton, this was one of their greatest – if not the best ever – season. Champions of England and Cup Winners Cup winners. First European trophy, backed up with a title, promised more excitement and higher aims next year – the European Champions Cup. The squad was wonderful and not even at its peak yet – most players are well known now, so just a brief note about Pat van den Hauwe: he was born outside England, but his parents were British citizen, so he was too. Should have been Belgian, nut had nothing to do with this country – he grew up in England, started his career there, and his strong play for Everton led to invitation to join two national teams: England and Belgium. He turned down both and chose to represent Wales, which led to speculations about his ancestry for years – until he wrote his autobiography and revealed he had no Welsh roots at all. Anyway, with this team and recent success, Everton was rightly looking for future conquests and their disappointment was great, because it was their city neighbours cutting Everton’s soaring short: UEFA banished all English teams from playing in Europe right after Everton’s victory. Too bad… Too bad in one more sense: English clubs were the strongest in Europe – since 1963-64 there was no English finalist in at least one European final only in 1982-83 (and that without counting the Scottish finalists and winners). Including 1984-85, English teams played at 29 finals, winning 21 of them. No other country had such consistent success and only the UEFA ban stopped it. If not for Liverpool’s fans, who knows what Everton could have achieved. But that was that… one Cup Winners Cup.

The UEFA Cup

The UEFA Cup. The largest and longest European tournament reached its culmination with a final between Real Madrid and Videoton Szekesfehervar. Sounds strange, but that was a final between Spain and Hungary, the powers of the 1950s. A revival? Well, both countries hoped for that. Apart from this largely symbolic quality, there was little in common between the finalists: mighty Real against fairly unknown provincial Hungarian club. Hardly a contest? Depends on the point of view. Depends on the draw in every stage of the tournament – Real eliminated stronger opponents on the way to the final than Videoton. Videoton was particularly lucky in the semifinals, when they met Zeljeznicar (Sarajevo) – it could have been Inter (Milan). Or Real Madrid. Yet, as a novelty, Videoton and Real between themselves disposed of all Yugoslavian participants and half of the English ones: Videoton eliminated Partizan, Zeljeznicar, and Manchester United (in the ¼ finals); Real eliminated Rijeka and Tottenham Hotspur (also in the ¼ finals). What else? Videoton never won any European trophy and reached a final for a first time. The last time Hungarian club played an European final was 1975 and only once a team from this country won a cup – Ferencvaros, in 1965, when the UEFA Cup was still the International Industrial Fairs Inter City Cup. Spain was without success in the UEFA Cup since 1966 and Real Madrid never won this trophy. Now, Spain at large, hardly cared for victories of Real, but in Madrid the pain was strong: the club did not win anything since 1966 and reached European finals again only recently – and lost all 3 of them (twice lost the Cup Winners Cup final and once the European Champions Cup final). Also-run never does for Real and this time the opponent was seemingly weaker. May be weaker on paper, but Videoton had strong presence in Hungarian football for about 10 years and in any case underestimating the underdog is often fatal.

Videoton was happy to make its way to the final – here they are triumphant after eliminating Zeljeznicar (Sarajevo) – so why not collect the cup as well? They were not at the level of Anderlecht, Tottenham Hotspur and Inter, which Real eliminated one after the other, but there was not sure victory just because of famous name.

Real seemingly did its homework and was determined not to underestimate its opponents – the first leg was in Szekesfehervar and Real came out ready for a kill. The cup winner was practically decided in this match: Real won 3-0. Michel scored the opening goal in the 31st minute, then Santillana scored the second in the 77th minute, and Valdano finished the job in the 89th. At home it was just to collect the trophy.

Very likely Real took it easy in the second leg, but Videoton, although practically without any chance, went for a victory anyway.


Real pretended for a penalty, but none given

Videoton showed teeth.

And defended well itself.

Few minutes before the end Videoton scored.

In front of 90 000 Real fans modest Videoton won on Bernabeu 1-0. It was not enough to win the cup, but it was brave finish. David was unable to beat Goliath, though.


The Spaniards lifted the UEFA Cup for the first time.

Videoton reached its pinnacle this year, but had no chance of winning the UEFA Cup. Nothing to really blame them – Real was vastly superior in everything and miracles happen seldom. Videoton everything they could and perhaps were one of the few teams losing a final without big regrets, but proud or themselves. Some of the players were already in the Hungarian national team and bearded goalkeeper Peter Disztl acquired some European fame.

Just because Videoton not a club which could reach European finals again, one more photo – this from early stage of the tournament, when playing a final was no more than tiny dream.

Real perhaps was not completely happy playing at city like Szekesfehervar and third-rated European trophy, but they had to wait and suffer disappointments for almost 20 years, so any continental success would do. At last, it was done. Videoton was convenient opponent, so initial superiority helped. Of course, there is no team in he world to regret weak opposition, but Real’s ambitions were larger than this achievement. The team looks fine, as names go, but it was not strong enough in the eyes of club’s brass and fans – changes were coming, the first one was that Stielike won his last trophy with Real. His long spell with the club was at its end and he was going to be replaced. It was great he finally won European cup with Real, but perhaps the victory was more important to Santillana, Camacho, and Miguel Angel, who went through all trials and tribulations of the lean, best forgotten, 1970s. Trophy at last. And the UEFA Cup had one more name added to the list of winners.