Torres = Goal Machine

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 No more running through treacle
now Fernando has notched;
no more hiding on the wing
now Torres has scored.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 No longer the world’s
most expensive right back;
no longer the longest drought
in southern England.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Now he can once again leave
defenders trailing in his wake;
now he can leave opponents flailing
as he bestrides the Bridge like a colossus.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Legacy of that miss at Old Trafford
almost forgotten as Fernando
flicks the ball past Schmeichel jnr
into the net for his second.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Torres’ goals just like London buses:
you wait ages for one to come,
then two arrive almost at the same time
along the Fulham Road.



He’s scored at last!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/torres-goal-machine/