“Go on, open the envelope and see who you got,” a Hungarian colleague urged him. The referees for the 1970 World Cup finals in Mexico were being told which games they would be officiating. “I can’t. I’m nervous,” was the reply. Of course, he opened the envelope. England versus Brazil. The game of the tournament – the defending champion versus the heir apparent, the cradle of soccer versus the land of soccer, the Three Lions versus the Brazilian wonder team. Bobby Charlton and Bobby Moore versus Pelé, Tostao, Jairzinho and Gerson. And inside the envelope, in black magic marker, the name Klein. Abraham Klein.
Yes, the young Israeli referee had impressed two years earlier at the Mexico Olympics, but no one could figure out why he drew the most important game. “Without a doubt, FIFA was taking a risk,” Klein recounts in his Haifa apartment overlooking the Mediterranean. “The excitement only grew. As I took to the field at Jalisco Stadium in Guadalajara I realized my hands were in my pockets, shaking with nervousness,” he says. “Bobby Moore and Carlos Alberto shook each other’s hands and then mine, those of an unknown referee from a small country in his first World Cup. The players always check out the referee, and these were the greatest players. Pelé, of course, and Charlton. I took my hands out, shook theirs firmly, showed some confidence.” Ken Aston, the great English referee who invented the red and yellow cards, made the right choice. It was one of the greatest games in soccer history – “a concert”, Klein says repeatedly. And don’t forget the unbelievable save by English goalkeeper Gordon Banks on Pelé’s header. Pelé, by the way, became a friend. “I first met Klein at the England game in 1970, which was the most important game on the way to the title. It was a tough game, but he controlled it completely,” Pelé wrote in the introduction to Klein’s autobiography “Aman Hamashrukit” (“The Whistle Artist”). Klein rose higher in world soccer than any other Israeli. Three World Cups, including some of the most important games in the tournament’s history; two Olympics; the Little World Cup, a prestigious 1972 tournament celebrating 150 years of Brazilian independence; and countless internationals. He served in various roles in FIFA and the European governing body, UEFA. The sport’s greats are his personal friends, from Pelé to former FIFA President Sepp Blatter. On March 29 Klein turns 82, yet he looks far younger than his age and remains impressively athletic. And he still remembers everything – even the name of every head of Bermuda’s referees’ association. He’s also a gentleman, who insisted: “If you come by train, tell me and I’ll pick you up.” Klein also officiated between Italy and Argentina in 1978, and between Brazil and Italy in 1982, maybe the greatest game in history. He was a linesman in the wonderful final that year. Still, England versus Brazil remains his favorite. “It had everything: importance, history, tremendous media interest, the top players,” Klein says. “And it was a wonderful game, a concert of soccer”.
His small apartment is heaving with photos and memorabilia, which he started collecting at the 1968 Mexico Olympics. Other valuable mementoes he stores elsewhere. His collection includes pictures, flags, magazines, emblems, ties, patches, cups, whistles, balls and trophies (including one with the signatures engraved of the entire 1982 Italy team). There’s the ball from England versus Brazil; like the others, it’s in a plastic supermarket bag. That’s right, the ball that Pelé and Moore, Tostao and Charlton kicked. The ball that Jairzinho sent to the back of the net and the one that Banks saved. There’s the ball with the signatures of the world’s best players, from a game against the rest of the world marking a year since Argentina’s World Cup victory in 1978. There they are, the signatures of Zico, Ruud Krol, Michel Platini, Marco Tardelli, Emerson Leao and others. There’s the ball from the 1982 final. And there’s the ball that many will say is the most historic, from the Brazil-Italy game that year. Okay, I was already excited, but now my hands were trembling slightly, like Klein’s in 1970. To hold the ball with which Paulo Rossi scored a hat trick, with which Falcao leveled the score at 2-2, that keeper Dino Zoff stopped near the end of the game. If soccer is a religion and the billions are its believers, I touched a holy arc. Not everyone gets so excited. Two years ago Klein sought to donate his amazing collection to a certain institution, which declined. Klein refuses to give names. Maybe it didn’t realize the magnitude of the trove. The balls were in a dusty bag at his daughter’s. If not for the former publisher Mordi Alon, a curator who befriended Klein when he published his book, much of this treasure may have ended up in the garbage. With the help of Alon and his wife Bracha, Klein is putting his collection up for auction. The lot is estimated to be worth about $370,000, including about $50,000 for the England versus Brazil ball and $40,000 for Brazil versus Italy. There has already been interest; an Italian historian has sent an email and a fax has arrived from Japan, which won the bronze medal in the 1968 Olympics. If I had a spare $100,000 floating around I know what I would do, but Klein doesn’t want the memorabilia sitting at home with a private collector. He wants the stuff in a museum so anybody can see it, including people not yet born in the ‘70s and ‘80s. He continued to referee in youth games in Israel and abroad, including in the Special Olympics, long after he officially retired. If not for a knee operation in 2000, he’d still be treading the grass. “A few months ago I took a train to Florence,” he says. “A kid of about 16 or 17 got up so I could sit down. I sat down, called him over, and showed him a photo of Brazil versus Italy. The kid didn’t believe it at first. He called his friends over. It warmed my heart”.
Source: Haaretz
