Old Trafford
¶ 1
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Rising like the Colosseum
On a sunny day in April. I remember
Sprinklers watering the pitch,
The polite public relations officers
And a busy camera crew. Angles,
Light, shutters, then
The smiling superstar. I can only
Imagine what it must be like
When, full to the rafters,
On a Saturday afternoon
In Manchester rain
Ruud van Nistelrooy
Tucks the winner away…
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