The last time I saw Giorgio Chinaglia was in the summer of 2006. He was standing outside the Tribeca Film Festival in New York City, surrounded by a buzzing swarm of paparazzi.
A documentary on the New York Cosmos, "Once in a Lifetime," had just premiered to a red-carpet audience that included several former Cosmos players. Photographers had assembled in the hope of snapping the money shot.
"Hey, Giorgio," one guy yelled out, "where's Pele?"
"I guess they ...
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