Several months ago I shared a few tweets
with Tim Vickery, the BBC’s South American football expert, he was of the
opinion that the 1986 World Cup was the last ‘great’ World Cup. I replied,
insisting that while USA ’94 didn’t have a team that won over the hearts of the
public like the ‘Danish Dynamite’ side, the overall competition was equally as
good as Mexico ’86.
However is that really the case? The World Cup of 1994 was the event that
opened my eyes to the world of Football and therefore has always been held on a
pretty high pedestal.
The event captivated me, from the colourful (not to mention some outlandish) jerseys to the eternal sunshine to the exotic names of countries I’d never
heard of to the quality of the players on show, it was here that I found my
footballing idol in Roberto Baggio, I cried for hours when he missed his
penalty in the final.
