Falling In Love With Football

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The beauty of Zico his colours of light
The free kicks of Carlos they turn in mid-flight
The vision of Gento, the grace of Eder
The chants from the terrace for Roger Milla
The music of Kopa the rhythm of Jair
The strength of Piola, Valderrama’s wild hair
The toes of Van Basten the ball would not leave
For the gold of Duncan Edwards football still grieves
The speed of Tom Finney, Ruud Gullit a prince
Platini a poet and Dalglish a King
The angel Labruna, the guile of Sivori
The prayers of the faithful all answered by Rossi
The legend of Pele the world’s greatest 10
I wonder if he would like to play his games all again
The poise of the emperor the great Bobby Moore
The style of Maldini worth waiting for
The cannons of Scholes, the rock called Facchetti
The sinews of The Lawman could twist like spaghetti
The strength of George Weah, the spells of Bocande
The miracles of Best, the best in the land
From Nilton dos Santos to the day of Ronaldo
The free kicks of Beckham and the magic of Baggio
Football is pitches of grass sand and dirt
Football is heaven when you pull on the shirt.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/falling-in-love-with-football/