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He looked to the left, then away to his right
As team-mates ran in search of green space
Giant-like with a ball his dark skin gleamed in the night
The floodlight’s lit up his determined face.
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A shoulder charge made scant impression
As he danced still with ball at his feet
Another one sailed in as a painful lesson was learned,
The man possessed a concrete physique.
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He turned this way and that without thinking
Whilst our team couldn’t get near the ball
I looked over at Henry, stood along on the wing
Smiling at his team-mates bravado in awe.
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Finally the ball and he parted
A short pass to a teammate was made
Then I sat down in awe and relived the past
Forty seconds or so, that Patrick Vieira made seem like an age!