A tense hush settled over the crowd that crammed Stockholm's Rasunda stadium. Out on the bright green turf of the soccer field, Brazil was dribbling to the attack. As they played their way toward the payoff rounds of the World Cup championship, the light-foot Latins had generated an awesome amount of ballyhoo. Now, in the semifinal game against France, Sweden's capital was getting its first chance to see just how good the Brazilian booters really were.
Brazil's outside right, Manoel ("Garrincha") dos Santos, nudged the ball delicately. A French defender charged. Casually, Garrincha faked...
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