Extracts from Alan Mullery – The Autobiography by Alan Mullery and Tony Norman. Published by Headline.
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And another thing… the moon… With a crescent moon it was like – on its back rather than standing-up. No idea why that was. I’m sure I didn’t dream that… Something to do with the Southern Hemisphere? I’ve been to Australia and never seen it there.
I went to the final with no axe to grind on who won, but knowing that Brazil was going to win it. Had I been a betting man, I would have bet my house on Brazil winning. Apart from the fact that the Italians must have been totally shattered, there was a gulf in class.
We were behind the goal that Brazil was attacking in the second half – high up in the stand. We had numbered tickets so it would have been logical that we would all sit in the same block. But everyone sat wherever.
We stayed in there quite a while after while they presented the cup.
We travelled by coach to the stadium. I don’t recall any kind of World Cup fever in the streets. Perhaps it was there and I’ve just forgotten about it. Perhaps it was because the Mexicans hadn’t done too well themselves. Things tend to come alive when the host nation does well.
The (Aztec) stadium was awe-inspiring really.
It was a brilliant stadium except we was too high-up. You couldn’t pick-up the individual players.
The motel accommodation was excellent; with everything we needed close at hand. A swimming pool, we all had our own rooms – you know like two to a room. All the meals were laid on.
We were behind the goal – sort of nearer the corner flag.
We arrived the day before the game… We drove down to Leon in the team bus, with a police escort. Leon itself was a fairly nondescript industrial city. The accommodation was OK; a motel in a guarded complex… It was only a short drive from the Nou Camp stadium, where the match would be played.