1974

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5:00:05 > 5:00:06WHISTLE

5:00:43 > 5:00:45WHISTLE

5:00:45 > 5:00:48CROWD ROARS

5:00:48 > 5:00:50MAN SPEAKS OVER TANNOY IN GERMAN

5:00:51 > 5:00:54The final whistle.

5:00:54 > 5:00:58The tenth World Cup is over and West Germany, beating Holland 2-1,

5:00:58 > 5:01:00are champions for the second time in history.

5:01:00 > 5:01:02CHEERING

5:01:10 > 5:01:14Johan Cruyff, the natural heir to Pele,

5:01:14 > 5:01:17lonely as a mountain wind.

5:01:17 > 5:01:20Holland's captain, an original Dutch master,

5:01:20 > 5:01:24he has tilted at windmills and lost.

5:01:25 > 5:01:27It is etched on his face.

5:01:58 > 5:02:00MAN SPEAKS OVER TANNOY IN GERMAN

5:02:06 > 5:02:08CHEERING

5:02:14 > 5:02:16CHEERING

5:02:20 > 5:02:22From Franz Beckenbauer, the captain,

5:02:22 > 5:02:25the cup is passed from hand to hand proudly.

5:02:25 > 5:02:27BRASS BAND PLAYS

5:02:51 > 5:02:54To Helmut Schon the German manager,

5:02:54 > 5:02:58who is said not to have smiled even for his own wedding photograph.

5:02:58 > 5:03:00CHEERING

5:03:27 > 5:03:29Winner take all.

5:03:30 > 5:03:32The loser is jilted.

5:03:32 > 5:03:35Holland are yesterday's men.

5:03:35 > 5:03:37A team with a great future behind it.

5:03:38 > 5:03:40CHEERING

5:03:50 > 5:03:52One job over...

5:03:52 > 5:03:55another begins.

5:03:55 > 5:03:58From the media of the world, there's a waterfall of words.

5:04:03 > 5:04:07Typewriters become woodpeckers chipping away at the truth.

5:04:07 > 5:04:09TYPEWRITER KEYS CLATTER

5:04:14 > 5:04:16HORNS

5:04:22 > 5:04:24TYPEWRITER KEYS CLATTER

5:04:27 > 5:04:29APPLAUSE

5:04:44 > 5:04:49At midnight, the German coach will not turn back into a pumpkin.

5:04:51 > 5:04:53Fighting a deadline,

5:04:53 > 5:04:56the last woodpecker pecks against time.

5:05:00 > 5:05:02BRASS BAND PLAYS

5:05:14 > 5:05:16Roll Out the Barrel and All the Fun of the Fair.

5:05:18 > 5:05:20It's Germany's night

5:05:20 > 5:05:23and there's many a tavern in the town.

5:06:28 > 5:06:30CHEERING

5:06:32 > 5:06:35It's a night for bread, love and dreams.

5:06:39 > 5:06:42ALL CHANT: Deutschland! Deutschland!

5:06:49 > 5:06:53Fountains of truth become the fountains of youth.

5:06:54 > 5:06:57There's time for dancing in the street, too.

5:06:57 > 5:06:59HORNS

5:07:02 > 5:07:05Sadly, there must always be a loser...

5:07:05 > 5:07:08it's all in the game.

5:07:11 > 5:07:15Having made the ball talk, the winner has the last word.

5:07:19 > 5:07:21A time for reflection.

5:07:25 > 5:07:28Only a short time ago, this Dutch dressing room

5:07:28 > 5:07:30ached with the pain of defeat.

5:07:30 > 5:07:33Now it's as quiet as the grave.

5:07:33 > 5:07:35The sounds of silence.

5:07:41 > 5:07:44The flying Dutchmen head for home in their big white bird.

5:07:47 > 5:07:48Cruyff and his wife.

5:07:50 > 5:07:52He flicks a speck from his eye.

5:07:52 > 5:07:54Or is it a tear?

5:08:12 > 5:08:17Others fondle their medals, not gold but silver in the stars.

5:08:27 > 5:08:29The manager.

5:08:29 > 5:08:31The party's over.

5:08:31 > 5:08:35"They've pricked our pretty balloon and our moon has been taken away.

5:08:36 > 5:08:38"Where did we go wrong?"

5:08:42 > 5:08:44SIREN

5:08:54 > 5:08:56Now the football story begins.

5:08:56 > 5:09:0016 nations playing in nine German towns come to the starting line,

5:09:00 > 5:09:03survivors from 90 original entries.

5:09:03 > 5:09:06The establishment is here, minus England.

5:09:06 > 5:09:10But in the field are outsiders East Germany,

5:09:10 > 5:09:12blood brothers of the hosts from over the wall.

5:09:12 > 5:09:15Australia, jolly swagmen.

5:09:15 > 5:09:19Haiti from the land of Papa Doc and voodoo.

5:09:19 > 5:09:22Zaire, leopards from the steaming Congo basin.

5:09:24 > 5:09:26CHEERING

5:09:29 > 5:09:31At last, the decks are cleared for action

5:09:31 > 5:09:33as Holland take the field

5:09:33 > 5:09:35to challenge Uruguay in their opening match.

5:09:35 > 5:09:37CHEERING

5:09:39 > 5:09:41It's hands across the sea.

5:09:41 > 5:09:43The New World meets the old.

5:09:43 > 5:09:48But Uruguay, twice world champions and semifinalists in Mexico in 1970,

5:09:48 > 5:09:51have now mislaid their heritage.

5:09:53 > 5:09:56South American football does not travel well.

5:09:56 > 5:09:59Their artistry of old flies out of the window

5:09:59 > 5:10:02as Cruyff, Holland's hope, is made a target for the chopper.

5:10:05 > 5:10:07But Cruyff is gone with the wind -

5:10:07 > 5:10:09he hurdles every scything tackle like an Olympic champion

5:10:09 > 5:10:11and Uruguay pay the price.

5:10:13 > 5:10:16Holland prove there is no substitute for skill.

5:10:18 > 5:10:21In only seven minutes, Cruyff and Suurbier

5:10:21 > 5:10:23set up a glancing header for Rep.

5:10:23 > 5:10:24CHEERING

5:10:24 > 5:10:26One up.

5:10:41 > 5:10:44Early in the second half, Rep is there again for number two.

5:10:44 > 5:10:46CHEERING

5:10:46 > 5:10:51Uruguay, first world champions in 1930, are heading for the breadline.

5:10:54 > 5:10:56Next, Holland meet Bulgaria.

5:10:58 > 5:11:00WHISTLE

5:11:00 > 5:11:03The Bulgarians chase shadows and concede two penalties.

5:11:05 > 5:11:07CHEERING

5:11:21 > 5:11:24Holland's football has a new dimension and urgency.

5:11:27 > 5:11:30- Rep is there for number three. - CHEERING

5:11:37 > 5:11:40Holland complete the rout with the best goal of all,

5:11:40 > 5:11:42three minutes from the end.

5:11:42 > 5:11:46De Jong's diving header glides in the centre from Cruyff,

5:11:46 > 5:11:47threaded to the last inch.

5:11:47 > 5:11:49That's it, 4-1.

5:11:49 > 5:11:52- Exit Bulgaria. - CHEERING

5:11:52 > 5:11:54So with a goalless draw against Sweden,

5:11:54 > 5:11:57Holland are into the last eight.

5:11:57 > 5:11:58CHEERING

5:12:03 > 5:12:04Meanwhile, back at the ranch,

5:12:04 > 5:12:07West Germany, reigning European champions,

5:12:07 > 5:12:09open their account against Chile,

5:12:09 > 5:12:12men from the high Andes and a royal hunt of the sun.

5:12:14 > 5:12:18There is a full house of 80,000 in West Berlin's Olympic Stadium.

5:12:18 > 5:12:19CHEERING

5:12:21 > 5:12:25Chile, intent on survival, build a red fortress

5:12:25 > 5:12:28of nine and ten defenders which is hard to breach.

5:12:31 > 5:12:35Finally Breitner, of Afro hairstyle and left-wing opinion,

5:12:35 > 5:12:39forces a German 1-0 victory with a sizzling 25-yard shot.

5:12:39 > 5:12:41CHEERING

5:12:43 > 5:12:47Next come Australia, supported by kangaroo and koala bear.

5:12:50 > 5:12:53But there is nothing in their pouch beyond their spirit.

5:12:55 > 5:12:58Overath puts the Germans ahead with an arrow to the top corner.

5:12:58 > 5:12:59CHEERING

5:13:05 > 5:13:08Cullmann, an early midfield choice but later dropped,

5:13:08 > 5:13:11nods in number two from Hoeness before the interval.

5:13:11 > 5:13:12CHEERING

5:13:12 > 5:13:14Later, they make it 3-0.

5:13:19 > 5:13:22Brave Australia are beaten but not disgraced.

5:13:23 > 5:13:25And the West Germans leave the field

5:13:25 > 5:13:28to the jeers of their arrogant supporters.

5:13:28 > 5:13:29CROWD WHISTLES

5:13:31 > 5:13:36This is the big one, West versus East Germany at Hamburg.

5:13:36 > 5:13:41The first meeting of blood brothers separated by an ideological wall.

5:13:41 > 5:13:44The West makes the running before a 60,000 crowd.

5:13:47 > 5:13:49But the East gets the vital goal.

5:13:51 > 5:13:5212 minutes from time,

5:13:52 > 5:13:55Sparwasser glides past Vogts on the outside to score.

5:13:55 > 5:13:57CHEERING

5:14:02 > 5:14:05Maier reacts like a whipped animal on his goal line.

5:14:05 > 5:14:08The signs are not encouraging.

5:14:08 > 5:14:10Yet did West Germany, the overall favourites,

5:14:10 > 5:14:14cleverly finesse the ace to avoid Holland in the last eight?

5:14:14 > 5:14:16It's a valid question.

5:14:19 > 5:14:23To Munich come colourful Haiti to put the finger on Italy,

5:14:23 > 5:14:25world finalists of 1970.

5:14:27 > 5:14:32They're a team with a dream from a tropical Caribbean setting.

5:14:32 > 5:14:34It's David against Goliath.

5:14:35 > 5:14:38A minute after the interval comes sensation -

5:14:38 > 5:14:41with a quick break, Sanon puts little David ahead.

5:14:41 > 5:14:44The first goal conceded by Italy in two years.

5:14:44 > 5:14:45WILD CHEERING

5:14:45 > 5:14:47Is this voodoo at work as they dance

5:14:47 > 5:14:50for happiness, happiness all the way to happiness?

5:14:50 > 5:14:54However, little David goes down.

5:14:54 > 5:14:56But the supporters of the giants,

5:14:56 > 5:14:58twice world champions, are not happy.

5:15:01 > 5:15:05Mesmerised by their defensive record and little changed from 1970,

5:15:05 > 5:15:08Italy now resemble a car badly in need of an engine change.

5:15:10 > 5:15:12Their attack smothered and frustrated,

5:15:12 > 5:15:16they lose 2-1 to fast-moving Poland and are out.

5:15:18 > 5:15:23Discredited, they return home to the insults of their passionate fans.

5:15:23 > 5:15:27As in 1966, the rotten tomato is their bouquet.

5:15:32 > 5:15:37Scotland, full of native grit, open against the ebony leopards of Zaire.

5:15:37 > 5:15:40They are the lone standard bearers of the British Isles.

5:15:40 > 5:15:41CHEERING

5:15:43 > 5:15:45They're stirred by the skirl of their pipers

5:15:45 > 5:15:47and the wee deoch an doris of their noisy fans.

5:15:47 > 5:15:49CHEERING

5:15:50 > 5:15:53It is the redheaded Billy Bremner, their skipper,

5:15:53 > 5:15:55who puts fire and metal in their heels.

5:16:05 > 5:16:08An explosive volley by Lorimer to Jordan's headed pass

5:16:08 > 5:16:10- puts Scotland ahead. - CHEERING

5:16:22 > 5:16:24Then a header by Jordan,

5:16:24 > 5:16:27as he beats the offside trap to Bremner's free kick,

5:16:27 > 5:16:29makes it two up by half-time.

5:16:30 > 5:16:34But there it stays until the end as chance after chance is wasted.

5:16:36 > 5:16:39With succeeding draws against Brazil and Yugoslavia,

5:16:39 > 5:16:42Scotland finally lose out on goal difference and go home.

5:16:43 > 5:16:47Ironically, the only unbeaten side in the whole tournament.

5:16:48 > 5:16:52If only they'd knocked more spots off the leopard at the start.

5:16:57 > 5:17:01Dusseldorf sees a tough match between West Germany and Yugoslavia.

5:17:08 > 5:17:10It's a battlefield with no love lost

5:17:10 > 5:17:13and both sides motivated by a fear of defeat.

5:17:16 > 5:17:19But again Brietner, as against Chile at the beginning,

5:17:19 > 5:17:21breaks the deadlock for a 2-0 win

5:17:21 > 5:17:24and the Germans, paced shrewdly by Beckenbauer,

5:17:24 > 5:17:27move on to their journey's end.

5:17:27 > 5:17:28CHEERING

5:17:28 > 5:17:31But there's a shock on the way.

5:17:31 > 5:17:32In driving wind and rain,

5:17:32 > 5:17:34West Germany have the fright of their lives

5:17:34 > 5:17:36against Sweden's part-timers.

5:17:37 > 5:17:40Here is the most exciting match so far

5:17:40 > 5:17:42as goals tumble out of the wet night.

5:17:43 > 5:17:45Before half-time, Sweden go ahead

5:17:45 > 5:17:48when the lanky Edstrom volleys home extravagantly.

5:17:51 > 5:17:53Yet there is more to come.

5:17:53 > 5:17:56The polka-dot ball becomes a dice as three more goals

5:17:56 > 5:17:59are thrown up in as many minutes soon after the interval.

5:18:08 > 5:18:10Overath puts Germany level.

5:18:10 > 5:18:11CHEERING

5:18:18 > 5:18:20Within seconds, it's 2-1 through Bonhof.

5:18:20 > 5:18:22CHEERING

5:18:28 > 5:18:30Hardly are the celebrations over

5:18:30 > 5:18:33than Sandberg brings Sweden back to 2-2.

5:18:35 > 5:18:37Three detached Swedish fans

5:18:37 > 5:18:41live on crests of waves of excitement, oblivious of the storm.

5:18:42 > 5:18:44But, with only 15 minutes left,

5:18:44 > 5:18:48Helmut Schon, the wily fox, plays a tactical ace.

5:18:48 > 5:18:50He substitutes both his wingers.

5:18:51 > 5:18:55It pays off. Almost at once, the new man, Grabowski, scores

5:18:55 > 5:18:59and West Germany are a step nearer the final.

5:19:01 > 5:19:02They win 4-2.

5:19:04 > 5:19:07But Schon has things on his mind at the end.

5:19:07 > 5:19:09He turns up his collar and bends his tall frame

5:19:09 > 5:19:11thoughtfully into the storm.

5:19:15 > 5:19:17THUNDER

5:19:17 > 5:19:20The elements take a hand as West Germany face Poland.

5:19:21 > 5:19:24To Wagnerian overtones,

5:19:24 > 5:19:27crashing thunder and lightning fork the black heavens.

5:19:28 > 5:19:30This is the twilight of the gods.

5:19:32 > 5:19:35Fire engines and squeegee rollers bail out manfully

5:19:35 > 5:19:38to save a virtual semifinal.

5:19:41 > 5:19:43Poland, conquerors of England,

5:19:43 > 5:19:44winners of every match in Germany

5:19:44 > 5:19:46and surprise package of the tournament

5:19:46 > 5:19:49must win outright to reach the final.

5:19:49 > 5:19:53Because of goal difference, the Germans need only a draw.

5:19:54 > 5:19:56The storm passes...

5:19:56 > 5:19:58and the sun comes out.

5:19:58 > 5:20:01So do the players, half an hour late.

5:20:01 > 5:20:03CHEERING

5:20:09 > 5:20:11But the conditions are bizarre.

5:20:11 > 5:20:14The going tells mostly against Poland.

5:20:14 > 5:20:18Their fast, old-fashioned wingers, Lato and Gadocha,

5:20:18 > 5:20:20find their speed cut on the flanks

5:20:20 > 5:20:22as the ball is held back in sheets of spray.

5:20:27 > 5:20:29WHISTLE

5:20:29 > 5:20:31Then comes a short breather.

5:20:31 > 5:20:36A minute's silence for the passing of Argentina's President Peron.

5:20:36 > 5:20:38Even the left wing is silent for the right.

5:20:38 > 5:20:39WHISTLE

5:20:41 > 5:20:45Poland dictate the first half but miss the odd half chance.

5:20:51 > 5:20:55Seven minutes into the second half, Zmuda brings down Holzenbein

5:20:55 > 5:20:58and it's a penalty for Germany, no argument.

5:20:58 > 5:21:00CHEERING

5:21:12 > 5:21:14Tomaszewski, the Polish goalkeeper,

5:21:14 > 5:21:17saves his second penalty of the World Cup.

5:21:17 > 5:21:19He guesses right, dives right

5:21:19 > 5:21:21and denies Hoeness from the spot.

5:21:33 > 5:21:35With quarter of an hour left, however,

5:21:35 > 5:21:39Bonhof slips through a diagonal pass and the sturdy Muller

5:21:39 > 5:21:43threads the needle with a low cross shot inside the far post.

5:21:43 > 5:21:44CHEERING

5:21:44 > 5:21:48That's all the Little Bomber needs, a half sight of the bull's-eye.

5:21:51 > 5:21:54But the Poles die with their boots on.

5:21:54 > 5:21:55In the fading minutes,

5:21:55 > 5:21:58Deyna, their captain, forces a dazzling save from Maier.

5:22:00 > 5:22:03Maier earns a hug of relief from his skipper, Beckenbauer.

5:22:06 > 5:22:08Deyna wears a haunted, hunted look.

5:22:15 > 5:22:18Maier riles against his defenders in a tense finish.

5:22:24 > 5:22:28So West Germany become the sixth host nation in history

5:22:28 > 5:22:30- to reach a World Cup Final. - CHEERING

5:22:38 > 5:22:41Meanwhile, turning back the calendar, Holland,

5:22:41 > 5:22:44the exciting new entertainers, face the Argentinians.

5:22:44 > 5:22:47The South Americans, seeking friendship,

5:22:47 > 5:22:50have mounted a major public relations campaign.

5:22:50 > 5:22:53Behaving impeccably, they have swapped violence

5:22:53 > 5:22:56and white passion for native technique.

5:22:56 > 5:22:58But they cannot master the Dutch.

5:22:58 > 5:23:00Nor a second-half cloudburst.

5:23:00 > 5:23:03They sink without trace in a raging torrent.

5:23:08 > 5:23:11In ten minutes, Cruyff, the ballet master,

5:23:11 > 5:23:13dances through for Holland's first goal.

5:23:24 > 5:23:26Krol, from full-back, bangs in number two.

5:23:54 > 5:23:56THUNDER ROLLS

5:23:58 > 5:23:59Then, the heavens open.

5:24:01 > 5:24:03Cruyff, his hair plastered by the deluge,

5:24:03 > 5:24:05rides the waves like a sea sprite.

5:24:09 > 5:24:11In the last quarter-hour,

5:24:11 > 5:24:14Rep scores with a flying header to Cruyff's centre.

5:24:14 > 5:24:17CHEERING

5:24:20 > 5:24:22Cruyff crowns a 4-0 triumph.

5:24:22 > 5:24:25CHEERING

5:24:33 > 5:24:36The last dice of a losing riverboat gambler,

5:24:36 > 5:24:39Squeo throws down the polka-dot ball.

5:24:39 > 5:24:40It is symbolic.

5:24:42 > 5:24:45Now Holland are one stride from the final.

5:24:45 > 5:24:47As Brazil, the holders, the ebony champions,

5:24:47 > 5:24:49come out to protect their crown.

5:24:52 > 5:24:57At once, Leao, Brazil's goalkeeper, dives away a snap shot from Cruyff.

5:25:10 > 5:25:14At the other end, Jongbloed is all flailing arms, legs and shut eyes.

5:25:14 > 5:25:16A blind windmill caught in a high wind.

5:25:19 > 5:25:23Brazil's jagged nerve ends are showing in frustration.

5:25:25 > 5:25:27Bushfires of anger have begun to spurt.

5:25:30 > 5:25:33At last, Holland take the lead deservedly.

5:25:33 > 5:25:36Neeskens, at full stretch from Cruyff, tips it home.

5:25:43 > 5:25:47Brazil, their crown toppling, now unsheathe the broadsword.

5:26:02 > 5:26:04Behind the referee's back,

5:26:04 > 5:26:07Valdomiro's sly kick fells a Dutchman.

5:26:21 > 5:26:24Rivellino, twice bodily obstructed, plays Sir Henry Irving,

5:26:24 > 5:26:25the outraged actor.

5:26:29 > 5:26:33Cruyff, dodging a flick to his face, inquires of the referee's eyesight.

5:26:33 > 5:26:35"What's it all about, Alfie?"

5:26:39 > 5:26:43But the Dutch themselves are not all light and innocence.

5:26:44 > 5:26:46Cruyff now wraps the match around his little finger

5:26:46 > 5:26:49with a brilliant volley for goal number two.

5:26:49 > 5:26:50CHEERING

5:26:50 > 5:26:53The dagger is in Brazil's ribs and they know it.

5:27:03 > 5:27:07Too late, Pereira revives nostalgic echoes of Brazil's past majesty

5:27:07 > 5:27:10with a long, loping run from the back.

5:27:14 > 5:27:16SPECTATORS SHOUT

5:27:27 > 5:27:31Francisco Marinho, the blond, also attacks from the rear

5:27:31 > 5:27:34to put the fumbling Jongbloed all at sea once more.

5:27:42 > 5:27:44Neeskens is cruelly cut down.

5:27:55 > 5:27:57Pereira is given his marching orders.

5:28:05 > 5:28:09For Zagallo, the manager, arms outstretched in protest,

5:28:09 > 5:28:10it is oblivion.

5:28:16 > 5:28:19For Brazil, once the harbingers of spring,

5:28:19 > 5:28:21it is darkness.

5:28:23 > 5:28:27Their attack was as blank as unwritten paper.

5:28:28 > 5:28:31Their tackling raw as uncooked meat.

5:28:32 > 5:28:35To an ugly symphony of boos and clenched fists,

5:28:35 > 5:28:39Brazil have lost their throne and Pereira his dignity.

5:28:40 > 5:28:45CROWD CHANTS

5:28:48 > 5:28:50CROWD BOOING

5:28:56 > 5:28:59Cruyff leaves happy, a job well done.

5:29:01 > 5:29:04A Dutch supporter pays homage to the good earth

5:29:04 > 5:29:05or to Allah.

5:29:07 > 5:29:10Jongbloed dances round his goal area in ecstasy.

5:29:11 > 5:29:14Holland are in their first final.

5:29:19 > 5:29:22The rising sun touches a new day.

5:29:26 > 5:29:27It is the dawn of the final.

5:29:29 > 5:29:31Der Tag.

5:29:38 > 5:29:42Munich's Olympic Stadium is silent under its strange roof.

5:29:43 > 5:29:46A mosquito net where soon the gnats of fate will sting.

5:30:07 > 5:30:09A lullaby of bird land.

5:30:17 > 5:30:21The city stirs, stretches and comes to life.

5:31:13 > 5:31:16The stadium gets its final spit and polish.

5:31:24 > 5:31:26The changing rooms are a surgery...

5:31:27 > 5:31:29..awaiting the operation.

5:31:43 > 5:31:46Impersonal, matter-of-fact.

5:31:46 > 5:31:49Match 38, the final,

5:31:49 > 5:31:52is allocated to referee Jack Taylor.

5:31:53 > 5:31:57"Mirror, mirror on the wall, will I be the fairest to them all?

5:31:59 > 5:32:02"Or, watched by 1,000 million critics around the globe,

5:32:02 > 5:32:04"will this necktie become my noose?"

5:32:14 > 5:32:16Ken Aston, the FIFA referee commissar,

5:32:16 > 5:32:18with the chosen officials.

5:32:19 > 5:32:21The condemned men eat a hearty breakfast.

5:32:22 > 5:32:25Englishman Taylor, with his Uruguayan and Mexican linesmen...

5:32:26 > 5:32:28..do they discuss the weather?

5:32:28 > 5:32:30Gardening?

5:32:30 > 5:32:31Women?

5:32:31 > 5:32:32Or only football?

5:32:57 > 5:32:59Floral decorations become a buttonhole for the party.

5:33:14 > 5:33:16OVER TANNOY: 'Die Deutsche Bundesbahn...'

5:33:16 > 5:33:19The circus comes to town, early.

5:33:19 > 5:33:21BAND STRIKES UP

5:33:46 > 5:33:49With klaxons, horns and pipes of Pan, the Dutch pour in,

5:33:49 > 5:33:51high-spirited and confident.

5:33:56 > 5:33:59For one of them, at least, time will weigh heavy by nightfall.

5:34:02 > 5:34:05For Sir Stanley Rous, Mr World Football himself,

5:34:05 > 5:34:08and Dr Kaser, FIFA secretary-general,

5:34:08 > 5:34:11so much still to do, so little time.

5:34:13 > 5:34:16Never before has security been so thorough...

5:34:18 > 5:34:19..or so necessary.

5:34:25 > 5:34:27No stone is left unturned.

5:34:29 > 5:34:31A search with a toothcomb.

5:34:47 > 5:34:49Sir Stanley en route to the airport

5:34:49 > 5:34:51to meet Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands.

5:34:58 > 5:35:00This is Sir Stanley's last day in office

5:35:00 > 5:35:02after 13 years as president of FIFA.

5:35:21 > 5:35:23Lunch for the VIPs.

5:35:26 > 5:35:30Candelabra and gold plate in a stately Munich palace.

5:35:32 > 5:35:35Protocol and subdued voices inside.

5:35:36 > 5:35:38Outside...

5:35:38 > 5:35:41frankfurters, sauerkraut and beer,

5:35:41 > 5:35:44a raucous feast under the skies for lords of the earth.

5:35:50 > 5:35:52Deux bieres!

5:36:05 > 5:36:09# Immer wieder kommen sie heruber, oh-oh! #

5:36:23 > 5:36:26The referee and linesmen depart for the stadium.

5:36:26 > 5:36:28What are their thoughts?

5:36:32 > 5:36:35The Germans, casually attired, board their coach.

5:36:35 > 5:36:37What are THEIR thoughts?

5:36:43 > 5:36:45The Dutch, formal in dark blazers and grey flannels,

5:36:45 > 5:36:48go to face the future.

5:36:48 > 5:36:49What are THEIR thoughts?

5:36:59 > 5:37:01There are many roads to Parnassus.

5:37:04 > 5:37:06Here's a Mexican hat on parade.

5:37:06 > 5:37:08Is it four years late or early?

5:37:11 > 5:37:13Maximum security to the last.

5:37:24 > 5:37:29Up above, now below, downtown, a secret address.

5:37:52 > 5:37:57Separate keys in separate hands, the two halves of a puzzle...

5:37:58 > 5:38:00..unlock a tomb.

5:38:05 > 5:38:07The cup.

5:38:08 > 5:38:11A new golden figure of Italian craftsmanship

5:38:11 > 5:38:13is collected from its vaults.

5:38:13 > 5:38:16Heavily guarded, the lady is undressed.

5:38:19 > 5:38:21JB Priestley once wrote...

5:38:21 > 5:38:25"To say that people pay money merely to see 22 hirelings kick a ball

5:38:25 > 5:38:28"is merely to say that a violin is made of wood and catgut."

5:38:28 > 5:38:32In contrast, George Orwell wrote that sport at international level is

5:38:32 > 5:38:35"frankly, mimic warfare".

5:38:35 > 5:38:38Whoever was right, that's what the World Cup's all about.

5:38:43 > 5:38:45BAND PLAYS

5:39:09 > 5:39:11The hour draws near.

5:39:12 > 5:39:15Expectation quickens as the teams arrive.

5:39:43 > 5:39:44CHEERING

5:39:49 > 5:39:52The VIPs take their lofty perches.

5:39:52 > 5:39:53Rous.

5:39:53 > 5:39:55Prince Bernhard.

5:39:57 > 5:39:58Dr Kissinger.

5:40:00 > 5:40:03Prince Rainier with Princess Grace of Monaco.

5:40:04 > 5:40:05Willy Brandt.

5:40:12 > 5:40:15Overhead, a dragonfly with a sting.

5:40:26 > 5:40:28OVER TANNOY: '16 Mannschaften

5:40:28 > 5:40:32'haben an diesem grossen Fest des Footballs beteiligt.

5:40:32 > 5:40:35'Die Busse, die die Spieler in den vergangenen drei Wochen

5:40:35 > 5:40:39'in die Stadien brachten, fahren nun einen symbolischen Abschied.'

5:40:39 > 5:40:42Tension shows on the players' faces as they view the scene.

5:40:42 > 5:40:44'Argentinien.'

5:40:44 > 5:40:46A coach parade of the 16 competing nations.

5:40:52 > 5:40:53'Australien.

5:40:58 > 5:41:00'Bulgarien.

5:41:03 > 5:41:04'Chile.

5:41:08 > 5:41:10'DDR.

5:41:17 > 5:41:19'Haiti.'

5:41:19 > 5:41:20The cup arrives under escort.

5:41:23 > 5:41:24'Italien.

5:41:30 > 5:41:31'Jugoslawien.

5:41:36 > 5:41:37'Schottland.

5:41:41 > 5:41:43'Schweden.

5:41:49 > 5:41:50'Uruguay.

5:41:53 > 5:41:54'Zaire.

5:41:57 > 5:41:59'Brasilien.'

5:42:04 > 5:42:07Pele, a football king who has hung up his crown,

5:42:07 > 5:42:09catches the spirit of carnival again.

5:42:09 > 5:42:11'Und Polen.'

5:42:21 > 5:42:23The next act prepares.

5:42:49 > 5:42:52'Nun, aus Kanada, Land der Olympischen Spiele 1976...'

5:42:55 > 5:42:57Canada, home of the next Olympic Games,

5:42:57 > 5:42:59sends her drum and bugle girls' band.

5:43:01 > 5:43:03Swans on the wing.

5:43:13 > 5:43:16All this is part of the razzamatazz of a three-ring circus,

5:43:16 > 5:43:18a giant commercial bonanza.

5:43:20 > 5:43:23Football, for the moment, becomes second.

5:43:27 > 5:43:30Backstage, Jack Taylor, the referee, also has a job to do.

5:44:20 > 5:44:24The players' limbs are massaged, and the smell of embrocation is pungent.

5:45:04 > 5:45:05BLOWS WHISTLE

5:45:09 > 5:45:11The dignitaries come marching out.

5:45:24 > 5:45:26Sir Stanley Rous says his farewell.

5:45:26 > 5:45:29Mr President, Your Royal Highnesses,

5:45:29 > 5:45:32Your Exellencies and sports friends...

5:45:34 > 5:45:36..at the opening ceremony,

5:45:36 > 5:45:41as president of the FIFA World Cup organising committee...

5:45:41 > 5:45:45I thank the DFB for all the preparations they have made

5:45:45 > 5:45:48for this festival of football

5:45:48 > 5:45:51and for the reception of visitors from other countries.

5:45:52 > 5:45:54Now we meet...

5:45:54 > 5:45:57on the occasion of the final match

5:45:57 > 5:45:59and soon will say farewell.

5:46:01 > 5:46:04But the memory of our stay in your country, Mr President,

5:46:04 > 5:46:05will long remain.

5:46:07 > 5:46:09In parting...

5:46:09 > 5:46:15I can sincerely say that we have been happy to meet and make friends.

5:46:15 > 5:46:20We shall be sorry to leave, but many of us, I hope, will meet again

5:46:20 > 5:46:26in the next World Cup, in the Argentinia in 1978.

5:46:27 > 5:46:29Once more, thank you all.

5:46:54 > 5:46:55The wives of the Dutch team watch...

5:46:58 > 5:47:00..so close yet so far from their men.

5:47:04 > 5:47:06'Die Mannschaftaufstellungen.

5:47:06 > 5:47:08'Niederlande.

5:47:08 > 5:47:10'Neeskens.

5:47:10 > 5:47:11'Krol.'

5:47:11 > 5:47:13Legs eleven.

5:47:13 > 5:47:14'Van Hanegem.'

5:47:14 > 5:47:17Bowed, what arrows will they aim?

5:47:17 > 5:47:19'Suurbier.

5:47:19 > 5:47:21'Rep.

5:47:21 > 5:47:23'Rijsbergen.

5:47:23 > 5:47:24'Rensenbrink.

5:47:25 > 5:47:27'Haan.

5:47:27 > 5:47:29'Jongbloed.

5:47:29 > 5:47:31'Cruyff.

5:47:31 > 5:47:33'Bundesrepublik Deutschland.

5:47:34 > 5:47:36'Beckenbauer.

5:47:36 > 5:47:38'Maier.

5:47:38 > 5:47:41'Schwarzenbeck.

5:47:41 > 5:47:43'Bonhof.

5:47:43 > 5:47:44'Holzenbein.

5:47:45 > 5:47:47'Grabowski.

5:47:47 > 5:47:49'Muller.

5:47:49 > 5:47:51'Overath.

5:47:54 > 5:47:56'Breitner.

5:47:56 > 5:47:57'Hoeness.

5:47:59 > 5:48:02'Schiedsrichter ist Jack Taylor, England.

5:48:04 > 5:48:10'Linienrichter sind Ramon Barreto Ruiz, Uruguay...

5:48:12 > 5:48:15'..und Alfonso Gonzalez Archundia, Mexiko.'

5:48:23 > 5:48:26Formalities over, the silver coin spins.

5:48:36 > 5:48:38A last word from Schon.

5:48:49 > 5:48:51There's an unexpected hold-up.

5:48:56 > 5:48:58The touchline flags have been forgotten.

5:48:59 > 5:49:01It's a joke!

5:49:04 > 5:49:06But a German joke is no laughing matter.

5:49:24 > 5:49:25WHISTLE BLOWS

5:49:30 > 5:49:34Holland kick off and set the dice rolling arrogantly.

5:49:34 > 5:49:37They tease the foe with a necklace of passes at walking pace.

5:50:12 > 5:50:16At the 15th touch, Cruyff teases Vogts, Germany's number 2.

5:50:16 > 5:50:19Leaving his man, Cruyff is through the defence like a sniper.

5:50:21 > 5:50:22Penalty!

5:50:25 > 5:50:27The Dutch wives are viragoes on springs.

5:50:28 > 5:50:30The world holds its breath.

5:50:37 > 5:50:40Mrs van Hanegem turns away in nervous prayer.

5:51:07 > 5:51:09Neeskens blasts home from the spot

5:51:09 > 5:51:12and Germany are one down in 80 seconds

5:51:12 > 5:51:14without having touched the ball,

5:51:14 > 5:51:17the most sensational opening ever to a World Cup final.

5:51:17 > 5:51:20'..Deutschland 0. Strafstoss von Neeskens.'

5:51:28 > 5:51:30Muller reflects the shock to the fatherland.

5:51:33 > 5:51:35WHISTLE BLOWS

5:51:36 > 5:51:39So unfolds a tough, brittle and at times brilliant battle,

5:51:39 > 5:51:42full of incident, where no prisoners are taken.

5:51:45 > 5:51:47WHISTLE BLOWS

5:51:51 > 5:51:55Holland, once a land regarded as flat and uninteresting,

5:51:55 > 5:51:57has become a home for the avant-garde.

5:51:59 > 5:52:03Now it's reflected in the play of their free-thinking players.

5:52:03 > 5:52:05Their game is a whirl of positional change.

5:52:16 > 5:52:18As the play develops,

5:52:18 > 5:52:22Germany unveil the shape of their skilful W-M pattern.

5:52:22 > 5:52:24Compared with the enemy, it is formal.

5:52:27 > 5:52:30Vogts, number 2, blond and tigerish, has a key role.

5:52:35 > 5:52:37Scorning zonal defence,

5:52:37 > 5:52:41Germany set him on Cruyff's heels as permanent watchdog.

5:52:41 > 5:52:42He plays his part superbly,

5:52:42 > 5:52:45screening Cruyff from the danger areas.

5:53:01 > 5:53:04The director-general is Franz Beckenbauer, number 5,

5:53:04 > 5:53:06captain and sweeper.

5:53:06 > 5:53:08He's the finger post, pointing the way,

5:53:08 > 5:53:11unhurried as a man strolling down the boulevard for an aperitif.

5:53:33 > 5:53:35WHISTLE BLOWS

5:54:02 > 5:54:04Number 13 is Muller, centre forward,

5:54:04 > 5:54:08aggressive, always at a defence like a terrier worrying a bone.

5:54:12 > 5:54:16He's Deadeye Dick, the snapper of half-chances, a match winner.

5:54:18 > 5:54:20Superstitious opponents should beware of that 13.

5:54:31 > 5:54:35Breitner, number 3, in theory is the left back.

5:54:35 > 5:54:39But he's the ranger, turning up like fine dust in unexpected places,

5:54:39 > 5:54:41defending AND attacking.

5:54:56 > 5:54:59With 25 minutes gone, Germany are on the mend

5:54:59 > 5:55:00and putting their game together.

5:55:01 > 5:55:03Breitner, attacking, is down.

5:55:04 > 5:55:06WHISTLE BLOWS

5:55:15 > 5:55:18The Dutch build their defensive dyke.

5:55:24 > 5:55:27They resemble anxious seagulls on the harbour wall.

5:55:31 > 5:55:33Jongbloed dives away the free kick.

5:56:01 > 5:56:03WHISTLE BLOWS

5:56:20 > 5:56:23WHISTLE BLOWS

5:56:23 > 5:56:25Muller cripples the blond Rijsbergen.

5:56:33 > 5:56:37Van Hanegem, in retaliation, floors Muller behind the referee's back.

5:56:40 > 5:56:42Aggro and protest flare.

5:56:54 > 5:56:56Taylor consults his linesman.

5:57:04 > 5:57:06Time stands still.

5:57:30 > 5:57:33Van Hanegem is booked, and the kettle's on the boil.

5:58:33 > 5:58:36Attack has begun to swing to and fro like a pendulum.

5:58:41 > 5:58:42Clever Dutch approach work

5:58:42 > 5:58:46sees Neeskens beat Bonhof to the right by-line.

5:58:46 > 5:58:50But Beckenbauer cuts out the centre and feeds the stylish Overath,

5:58:50 > 5:58:51who takes a compass reading.

5:58:55 > 5:58:59A beautiful long pass finds Holzenbein moving down the flank.

5:59:02 > 5:59:04The winger takes on the Dutch defence.

5:59:06 > 5:59:08Jansen's lunging tackle brings him down,

5:59:08 > 5:59:10and Taylor gives his second penalty.

5:59:47 > 5:59:50Breitner calmly strokes it home.

6:00:19 > 6:00:25'Niederlande - Bundesrepublik Deutschland 1-1.

6:00:26 > 6:00:28'Torschutzer Breitner.'

6:00:28 > 6:00:31And at the half-hour, Germany are level, 1-1.

6:00:33 > 6:00:36They're out of the dark hole of their beginning.

6:00:48 > 6:00:50The Dutch manager is impassive.

6:00:51 > 6:00:53But what fires are burning inside?

6:01:14 > 6:01:16The make-up of the Dutch wives has begun to run.

6:01:20 > 6:01:21WHISTLE BLOWS

6:02:00 > 6:02:01It's cut and thrust now.

6:02:01 > 6:02:02WHISTLE BLOWS

6:02:02 > 6:02:04Breitner is eager.

6:02:05 > 6:02:07But Beckenbauer takes over imperiously.

6:02:35 > 6:02:38Cruyff leapfrogs Maier and taps him sportingly.

6:02:54 > 6:02:57A quick German thrust puts Vogts clean through.

6:02:57 > 6:02:59It's odds-on a goal.

6:02:59 > 6:03:01But Jongbloed dives brilliantly.

6:04:05 > 6:04:08The heart of the battle is still Cruyff versus Vogts

6:04:08 > 6:04:11as the substance is felled painfully by the shadow.

6:04:15 > 6:04:17A fleeting apology.

6:04:54 > 6:04:57A brilliant dribble by Grabowski down the German right

6:04:57 > 6:05:00produces a thumbnail sketch of Stanley Matthews of old.

6:05:09 > 6:05:12Cruyff - is the Brazilian battle taking its toll?

6:05:56 > 6:05:58Next, Grabowski is fouled.

6:06:23 > 6:06:27Beckenbauer, with a delicate chip, nearly surprises Jongbloed.

6:07:03 > 6:07:06With seven minutes left to the interval, Cruyff slips his shadow.

6:07:06 > 6:07:10Beckenbauer is buying time. Rep is on Cruyff's left.

6:07:10 > 6:07:12Rep shoots. Maier rescues Germany.

6:07:32 > 6:07:34Now Germany begin to uncoil their spring.

6:07:50 > 6:07:52WHISTLE BLOWS

6:08:29 > 6:08:31WHISTLE BLOWS

6:08:41 > 6:08:44Neeskens is booked for a tackle on Holzenbein.

6:08:57 > 6:08:59WHISTLE BLOWS

6:09:14 > 6:09:16WHISTLE BLOWS

6:09:23 > 6:09:25A major turning point has come and gone.

6:09:26 > 6:09:29That save by Maier from Rep was the key.

6:09:37 > 6:09:39Within three minutes of it, Maier, the hero,

6:09:39 > 6:09:41throws the ball out to Grabowski.

6:09:55 > 6:09:57Bonhof, running for a forward pass,

6:09:57 > 6:10:00streaks to the by-line, pulls back the ball,

6:10:00 > 6:10:03and Muller, on the half-turn, scores inside the far post.

6:10:06 > 6:10:08He leaps for joy like a grasshopper.

6:10:08 > 6:10:10Number 13 has done it again.

6:10:58 > 6:11:00WHISTLE BLOWS

6:11:09 > 6:11:11Now comes more drama.

6:11:14 > 6:11:16Van Hanegem, in ill temper,

6:11:16 > 6:11:19throws the ball at the referee as they leave the field.

6:11:19 > 6:11:22Cruyff becomes involved, and the heat is on.

6:11:33 > 6:11:35He argues and continues to argue.

6:11:50 > 6:11:51The cauldron boils over.

6:11:56 > 6:11:57He's booked.

6:12:01 > 6:12:04Cruyff for once has lacked responsibility.

6:12:27 > 6:12:29Germany is happy.

6:12:42 > 6:12:45But guess who's got something on his mind.

6:13:11 > 6:13:15The Dutch master returns, but in what frame of mind?

6:13:18 > 6:13:20Taylor is still the boss.

6:13:33 > 6:13:34WHISTLE BLOWS

6:13:55 > 6:13:58Grabowski again raises an echo of Stanley Matthews.

6:14:19 > 6:14:23Cruyff's face provides a gallery of changing expressions.

6:14:53 > 6:14:55Holland are pressurising Germany.

6:15:25 > 6:15:28Maier diving, Cruyff stretching, collide.

6:15:28 > 6:15:30The goalie writhes painfully.

6:15:54 > 6:15:56Cruyff is spoken to sternly.

6:16:00 > 6:16:01Cruyff remembers.

6:16:06 > 6:16:08But it WAS a 50-50 ball.

6:16:55 > 6:16:58A corner sees Maier miscue from Rep,

6:16:58 > 6:17:00and the alert Breitner is under the bar to head out.

6:17:02 > 6:17:05Danger trembles as Holland tighten the screw.

6:17:08 > 6:17:10A dewdrop catches the sunlight.

6:17:11 > 6:17:13The perspiration of battle.

6:17:49 > 6:17:51Still Holland search for the equaliser.

6:17:51 > 6:17:53Van Hanegem's header stretches Maier.

6:18:00 > 6:18:02Schon's eyes have a faraway look.

6:18:45 > 6:18:47Grabowski centres...

6:18:49 > 6:18:51..and Muller's shot is disallowed.

6:18:51 > 6:18:54Was he really offside?

6:18:54 > 6:18:58Watch it again in deep freeze and judge for yourself.

6:19:30 > 6:19:31The crash of limbs.

6:19:40 > 6:19:42It is a match of gleaming steel.

6:19:44 > 6:19:47Germany are back on the ropes, holding on for life.

6:20:15 > 6:20:18The ball is crossed from the left, and Neeskens volleys.

6:20:18 > 6:20:20Again, Maier saves instinctively.

6:20:23 > 6:20:25"Are we playing the gods as well?"

6:20:25 > 6:20:27Cruyff's expression says it all,

6:20:27 > 6:20:29as Beckenbauer applauds his goalkeeper.

6:21:43 > 6:21:46Holland strain for those last few yards to conquer Everest.

6:21:49 > 6:21:51Their options are running out.

6:21:55 > 6:21:59So is time, as Neeskens shoots just past the far post.

6:22:02 > 6:22:03The agony of it!

6:22:06 > 6:22:11Cruyff cannot cut free from Vogts, the destiny of Siamese twins.

6:22:19 > 6:22:21Neeskens becomes Holland's spearhead.

6:22:27 > 6:22:30Time is woven thin, and the candle gutters.

6:22:30 > 6:22:33For Germany, every second has become an eternity.

6:22:34 > 6:22:35For Holland...

6:22:35 > 6:22:39every second is a grain of sand slipping through their fingers.

6:23:02 > 6:23:04Neeskens and Maier contest a high ball.

6:23:12 > 6:23:14There are sparks....

6:23:15 > 6:23:16..and a fatherly lecture.

6:23:32 > 6:23:33WHISTLE BLOWS

6:24:06 > 6:24:08WHISTLE BLOWS

6:24:16 > 6:24:18The tension is at bursting point.

6:24:20 > 6:24:22Even the referee feels it.

6:24:55 > 6:24:59Holland, throwing all caution to the winds, leave their rear unguarded.

6:25:04 > 6:25:07Holzenbein, in a quick German counter, is felled desperately.

6:25:07 > 6:25:09No penalty this time.

6:25:27 > 6:25:30The Germans have come through a minefield over the last stages.

6:26:01 > 6:26:03There is anxiety in their camp.

6:26:06 > 6:26:09But Beckenbauer surveys his empire calmly.

6:26:11 > 6:26:13CROWD WHISTLES

6:26:38 > 6:26:41Jack Taylor shows his iron fist to the end.

6:26:53 > 6:26:55An orange sun dies bravely from the day.

6:26:58 > 6:27:01Germany and history have won.

6:27:01 > 6:27:02It's all over.

6:27:02 > 6:27:04WHISTLE BLOWS