1994 World Cup: when the Rose Bowl became the Maracanã.
It was 17 July 1994, midday in Pasadena yet midnight in every Brazilian living room, when Brazil football turned its back on nostalgia and embraced necessity. The Seleção had come to the United States accused of having lost the lustre of ’70 and the lyricism of ’82. Carlos Alberto Parreira’s response was to forge a team of iron filings drawn toward one magnetic idea: win first, charm later.
The final against Italy uncoiled in suffocating heat, a match of nerves rather than notes. Jorginho limped off after twenty-one minutes—his hamstring a prisoner of the Californian sun—and Cafu, the still-raw full-back from São Paulo, became Brazil’s most-capped substitute in history. At half-time Dunga, long ridiculed as the least “samba” of captains, reminded his team-mates of the Maracanazo ghosts: “We cannot allow another story to be told without us.” Even Romário, usually allergic to team talks, nodded in agreement before heading back into the glare.
Parreira had gambled on discipline, yet he also trusted in small madnesses. In the 83rd minute, with the score still goalless, Romário whispered to Bebeto, “If this goes to penalties, I’ll take the fourth and end it.” Bebeto, who had celebrated his new-born son with a cradle swing against the Netherlands, simply replied, “Do it, brother.” The striker’s conviction echoed through the Rose Bowl’s concrete bowl.
We know what followed. Roberto Baggio’s shot floated into Pasadena’s smog, Taffarel sank to his knees reciting Psalm 91, and Dunga roared a decade of criticism into silence. Later, in the dressing room, the captain placed the golden trophy on a table and said, “She’s ours—and she’s heavier than poetry.” Romário replied, half-joking: “Heavier than my ego, maybe.”
It was Brazil’s fourth star, yet also its most paradoxical. A team perceived as prosaic entered legend because it dared to be pragmatic. In doing so, it reminded the football planet that beauty is not only dribbles and drag-backs; sometimes beauty is resilience dressed in yellow and blue.
For collectors, the story now unfolds in miniature on a delightful Brazil 1994 print: eleven foosball figurines—Taffarel isolated on the back rod, the Aldair-Márcios and Branco across the defence, the square-shouldered midfield triad, Bebeto and Romário poised for mischief. It is at once a playful soccer poster and a slice of cultural memory, a piece of football wall art that lets you hear Parreira’s whistle and feel the hush before Baggio’s fateful run-up.
Bring that Rose Bowl afternoon home: hang the “Campeões do Mundo” table-football lineup above your desk or beside your match-day sofa. One glance, and you’ll remember that sometimes the most enchanting samba is played on the strings of collective will.
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➤ ABOUT THE PRINT
Each artwork is professionally printed on gallery quality matte paper which perfectly compliments the designs using only archival inks. The high print quality ensure that your wall print will last a long time while maintaining its original color.
Premium Matte Paper: 200 gsm, premium quality, matte finish
Shipped in a stiff cardboard tube (100% recyclable, 90% recycled)
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➤ HOW TO ORDER
Simply purchase the listing in your desired size.
Sizes:
A3 (297 X 420 mm / 11.7 X 16.5 in)
A2 (420 x 594 mm / 16.5 x 23.4 in)
A1 (594 x 841 mm / 23.4 x 33.1 in)
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➤ PLEASE NOTE: FRAME IS NOT INCLUDED
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➤ ADDITIONAL
If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to contact us.
1994 World Cup: when the Rose Bowl became the Maracanã.
It was 17 July 1994, midday in Pasadena yet midnight in every Brazilian living room, when Brazil football turned its back on nostalgia and embraced necessity. The Seleção had come to the United States accused of having lost the lustre of ’70 and the lyricism of ’82. Carlos Alberto Parreira’s response was to forge a team of iron filings drawn toward one magnetic idea: win first, charm later.
The final against Italy uncoiled in suffocating heat, a match of nerves rather than notes. Jorginho limped off after twenty-one minutes—his hamstring a prisoner of the Californian sun—and Cafu, the still-raw full-back from São Paulo, became Brazil’s most-capped substitute in history. At half-time Dunga, long ridiculed as the least “samba” of captains, reminded his team-mates of the Maracanazo ghosts: “We cannot allow another story to be told without us.” Even Romário, usually allergic to team talks, nodded in agreement before heading back into the glare.
Parreira had gambled on discipline, yet he also trusted in small madnesses. In the 83rd minute, with the score still goalless, Romário whispered to Bebeto, “If this goes to penalties, I’ll take the fourth and end it.” Bebeto, who had celebrated his new-born son with a cradle swing against the Netherlands, simply replied, “Do it, brother.” The striker’s conviction echoed through the Rose Bowl’s concrete bowl.
We know what followed. Roberto Baggio’s shot floated into Pasadena’s smog, Taffarel sank to his knees reciting Psalm 91, and Dunga roared a decade of criticism into silence. Later, in the dressing room, the captain placed the golden trophy on a table and said, “She’s ours—and she’s heavier than poetry.” Romário replied, half-joking: “Heavier than my ego, maybe.”
It was Brazil’s fourth star, yet also its most paradoxical. A team perceived as prosaic entered legend because it dared to be pragmatic. In doing so, it reminded the football planet that beauty is not only dribbles and drag-backs; sometimes beauty is resilience dressed in yellow and blue.
For collectors, the story now unfolds in miniature on a delightful Brazil 1994 print: eleven foosball figurines—Taffarel isolated on the back rod, the Aldair-Márcios and Branco across the defence, the square-shouldered midfield triad, Bebeto and Romário poised for mischief. It is at once a playful soccer poster and a slice of cultural memory, a piece of football wall art that lets you hear Parreira’s whistle and feel the hush before Baggio’s fateful run-up.
Bring that Rose Bowl afternoon home: hang the “Campeões do Mundo” table-football lineup above your desk or beside your match-day sofa. One glance, and you’ll remember that sometimes the most enchanting samba is played on the strings of collective will.
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➤ ABOUT THE PRINT
Each artwork is professionally printed on gallery quality matte paper which perfectly compliments the designs using only archival inks. The high print quality ensure that your wall print will last a long time while maintaining its original color.
Premium Matte Paper: 200 gsm, premium quality, matte finish
Shipped in a stiff cardboard tube (100% recyclable, 90% recycled)
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➤ HOW TO ORDER
Simply purchase the listing in your desired size.
Sizes:
A3 (297 X 420 mm / 11.7 X 16.5 in)
A2 (420 x 594 mm / 16.5 x 23.4 in)
A1 (594 x 841 mm / 23.4 x 33.1 in)
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➤ PLEASE NOTE: FRAME IS NOT INCLUDED
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➤ ADDITIONAL
If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to contact us.
