Can present era stand comparison with the Golden Age?
Old men go misty-eyed at memories of Di Stefano and Puskas.
Younger ones think of Cruyff and Best. They recall Magical Magyars, Flying Dutchmen, the Sultans of Samba (I may have made that one up). Twelve months ago the ‘football family’, usually as fractious as a real family, briefly united in nostalgia at the death of Eusebio. The end of an era.
