Rensenbrink in Buenos Aires

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 In seconds always known as dying
A tragedy sometimes occurs
Bold dreams once standing are now lying
The white post the saboteur.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The would-be hero Rensenbrink
With the end approaching fast
Argentinians would surely sink
As they watched the ball fly past.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 From an angle so acute
A shot he engineers
Watched it as it left his boot
And faced their ugly fears.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 But the ball would not obey
And extra time beckoned
Argentina got it’s way
The Dutch were left in second.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 But nobody else could have scored
From that Rensenbrink place
It was the best but his reward?
The World Cup out of trace.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/rensenbrink-in-buenos-aires/