Grande Platty (David Platt)
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Nineteen Hundred and Sixty six
Born and raised in Oldham’s Chadderton
Excelling at Dario Gradi’s Crewe
After heartbreaking rejection by Big Ron
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Nurtured and refined by the master Taylor
Acclaimed by many as the new Robbo
With injury cursing our captain Marvel
Stepped up the Holte End hero
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My supreme Platty moment in Italia 90
Bologna’s Stadio Renato Dall’Ara
Last sixteen, 119th minute
All seen from London to Guadalajara
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Belgie Belgique had performed slightly better
Ceulemans, Gerets, Van Der Elst and co
The wily Guy Thys pulling strings
Orchestrated by the irrepressible Scifo.
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“And if England could just unlock
Observed the Sage Mooro from afar
“The door with this free kick
“We could save all that drama”
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Gazza raises arms and runs up
Deft chip towards the gaping net
Floating butterfly and inevitable bee sting
Focus, lock, swivel, volley, pure velvet
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Last eight for glorious England
Agony for keeper Preud Homme
Platty went on to net twenty six more
But none so with such great aplomb
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Number 7
© Emdad Rahman
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