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Berti Vogts

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Farewell Berti Vogts
The poisioned chalice
That is “international football manager”
Claims yet another scalp
And they will pick the bones no doubt
But still
Your medals as a player go on
Get them out
Those reminders of your glory
Something those who mocked
Would love to copy but never can
Of that there is no doubt.

Notes

Resigned as manager of Scotland today (1/11/2004)

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/berti-vogts/