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Goodbye Costa Rica, the prize was yours to clutch,
the little fish that swam out of the pool.
Most of us beforehand didn’t rate you very much
but oh, you made us all look like a fool.
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Many thought the big boys were unbeatable, as such –
the plebs could never stem their lengthy rule.
But you showed us that the beggar can sometimes wield the crutch,
that the students sometimes overrun the school.
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The semi-final beckoned, it was almost yours to touch
and still you faced the heat and kept things cool.
The dream alas was punctured by the very rampant Dutch
but losing out on penalties was Krul.