Ramang
Ramang (April 24, 1924 – September 26, 1987) was an Indonesian footballer. He is widely considered by Indonesian football experts and former players as one of the greatest players in the history of Indonesian football. He is particularly known for his bicycle kicks and ability to score goals from right corner kicks. He was also referred to as Rusli Ramang in official FIFA documents.
Early life
Ramang was born in 1928 in Barru, South Sulawesi. His father, Nyo'lo, was an aide of the King of Gowa, Djondjong Karenta Lemamparang, and was known for his ability in sepak takraw. Ramang spent his childhood playing sepak takraw using balls made out of rattan, cloth, and sometimes orange fruits. This is believed to be the reason why Ramang frequently score goals using bicycle kicks.
Club career and other jobs
Ramang started his career as a football player in 1939 by joining a football club in Barru. He played until 1943, when he decided to end his bachelorhood. Together with his wife, they opened a small coffee shop for a living. After the death of their newborn baby, they decided to leave for Ujungpandang (now Makassar) just before Indonesia's independence. They stayed at a friend's house, and Ramang started his life there as a becak driver, later becoming a truck driver assistant. During this time, his wife gave birth to their second child.
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