A guy who used to work in my office claimed, and it probably was true, that a Scottish team on which he was goalie played Pele in some sort of exhibition in the early 60s. Pele scored on him, and as he ran by Colin he patted him on the head. Not to demean him, but to acknowledge that they'd shared a moment. From what I can tell he had an undefinable quality, more than charisma, maybe grace is the right word, or style, or both. Hobby wise, I don't think any soccer player will ever surpass him. A couple of RCs although damn I wish I had bought the better ones in the day.
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Four phrases I have coined that sum up today's hobby:
No consequences.
Stuff trumps all.
The flip is the commoodity.
Animal Farm grading.
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