Usram - I don’t know what you expected to see. The context of this match was the World Champions playing in an utterly hostile environment (the entire crowd, the thin air at 5,000ft above sea level, the 100+ f midday heat, no water available during each half, etc) against the soon-to-be World Champions.
Add to that the (then) dietary inadequacies of unhealthy eating and the post-match boozing culture, the heavy ball, poor pitch…it was a very different game back then.
Given all of that, how do you then go about doing what England tried to do, which was ‘a job’ on Brazil ?
Alf Ramsey’s solution: You put your best midfield marker on the worlds best footballer (Mullery on Pelé), you hope your flank players can deal with the Brazilian wing-backs (they didn’t), you hope the midfield can run all day between covering Brazilian runs into dangerous areas and also supporting the two forwards (Charlton ran out of steam, Alan Ball and Peters paced themselves and coped, Mullery did ‘a job’ reasonably well on Pelé, Colin Bell’s fresh pair of legs helped a lot), you hope the central defenders stand up to the job (Labone did, Moore was outstanding for the most part) and you hope the forwards make a nuisance of themselves and take their chances (Hurst was a nuisance but ultimately ineffectual, Lee was – for the most part – superb, Astle came on late, wrecked havoc and missed his chances). And Ramsey’s plan almost worked.
This was two genuinely great sides doing their best to cancel out the opposition. Take a look again at just the Brazilian front line: Jairzinho, Tostao, Pelé and Rivelino and, if you can, take a look at how they destroyed Italy in the Final. In fact, read a non-English view of it all:
http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com/en/pf/h/pwc/1970.html
BTW, I loved the hoarding which read ‘John Stevens Carnaby Street’…excellent. And the absence of dugouts – both managers and subs sitting on a wall beside the pitch ! Thems were the days…