It's a movie that I want to watch countless times after watching it once. What really moved me was not Pele's spirit of perfecting his game, but the education of his parents and the love of football in Brazil as a whole. The first time I cried was when Pele came home after going to professional team training and was frustrated, and his mother hugged him and said "this is a decision made by your parents and you", and the second time was when everyone was working for Pele for the World Cup. When he cheered for his performance, Dad sat on the stool and smiled with tears in his eyes. Tears welled up in Dad's eyes until he saw Mom came to the room where a group of men were watching football, stood at the door, and the two embraced each other. At any time, family members are always the ones who give us the motivation and love to move forward and cheer for us from the farthest point of the podium. // Never knew a country could be so obsessed with a sport. The film begins with a scene in a small house where everyone wept silently because they lost the 1950 World Cup, and it ends in that small house, with everyone cheering for Brazil's re-winning the championship after 8 years. This is not just a sport, but represents the spirit and physique of a country. I liked the scene where Pele passed the ball and spilled the milk during training in Stockholm, because it was Pele himself who was sitting there drinking milk. (Ah, also, it is a movie recommended by my bb, I miss him very much today)
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