La Fraude

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The kids they looked at you in awe
To them you were football god
They thought you were their bestest friend
Your posters from their walls descend
Once a role model, to each football lover
I’d rather shave now with a rusty bin cover
A new message is now being taught
Its ok to cheat just don’t get caught
I thought you a decent honest chap
Until you stole his dreams from Trap

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Had Sepp and Michel done their best?
Well made plans were heading west
Seeding stunt was not enough
Twas time for underhanded stuff
The ball was like your World Cup dream
Slipping away from you it seemed
You said it wasn’t planned handball
Replays show, heartless callous Gaul
Handle once, ref no view
Handle twice, shame on you
And before you say “The Hand of God”
It was, seulement Thierry la fraude



Yes we missed lots of chances but to get done by the most blatant handballs ever seen (or not as the case may be) is hard to take.
I had a lot of time for Henry before last night.
Now he is merely La Fraude
Looks like its Portugal again next summer for holidays ;-(

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/la-fraude/