There’s always something else for the manager to worry about. When it comes to the reality of the Brazilian game, things get even more complicated.
Unfortunately, Brazil has the culture of immediacy. There’s no such a thing here as planning for the long term. If you lose three games in a row, there’s no future.
Vasco da Gama sacked me after only 10 games in charge. We’re talking about a club that I have a big connection with; I won the Brazilian title as a player there.
I managed Vasco (above) to the Carioca’s championship title in 2016. In that same season we were promoted to Serie A in the National League. A few days after we secured promotion, I was told that I wouldn’t stay for the next season.
I’m not sure a Brazilian club would have let Jürgen Klopp do the brilliant work he’s been doing at Liverpool. He’d probably have been out of the job after not winning the league for a couple of seasons. Klopp is a gentleman and a fantastic manager, but he has had the support to prove his qualities.
I’m still to complete two full seasons in the same job. Hopefully it will happen soon, when I will have enough time to develop my own philosophy.
“In 2010 I went to the World Cup as Dunga’s assistant. I tried to be his Zagallo”
There’s no miracle. There’s conviction and hard work. The positive results come as a consequence.
In the 1994 World Cup semi final against Sweden, Romario’s header earned us a place in the final. It was Brazil’s last goal in the competition. The cross for his winner came from my right foot.
I have always been an expert in crossing. However, in that specific game, it was my ninth cross and the only one I got right. Persistence is crucial in football.
Back in my days at America-RJ, I wanted to practice crossing after training sessions. I convinced Alberto, the fitness coach, to help me out twice a week. I had no money to pay him, but he was kind enough to do it anyway.
The symbolic payment was a homemade egg bread, baked by my mother, that I brought to each of those extra sessions. That came to mind when we were celebrating Romario’s goal. I hoped Alberto had remembered it as well.
Back then, in 1994, I was playing for Bayern Munich. Before travelling to the USA for the World Cup, I bought a small video camera in Germany. I was the first one to film some of our team talks from inside the dressing room.