Grande Platty (David Platt)

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Nineteen Hundred and Sixty six
Born and raised in Oldham’s Chadderton
Excelling at Dario Gradi’s Crewe
After heartbreaking rejection by Big Ron

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Nurtured and refined by the master Taylor
Acclaimed by many as the new Robbo
With injury cursing our captain Marvel
Stepped up the Holte End hero

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 My supreme Platty moment in Italia 90
Bologna’s Stadio Renato Dall’Ara
Last sixteen, 119th minute
All seen from London to Guadalajara

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Belgie Belgique had performed slightly better
Ceulemans, Gerets, Van Der Elst and co
The wily Guy Thys pulling strings
Orchestrated by the irrepressible Scifo.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 “And if England could just unlock
Observed the Sage Mooro from afar
“The door with this free kick
“We could save all that drama”

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Gazza raises arms and runs up
Deft chip towards the gaping net
Floating butterfly and inevitable bee sting
Focus, lock, swivel, volley, pure velvet

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Last eight for glorious England
Agony for keeper Preud Homme
Platty went on to net twenty six more
But none so with such great aplomb

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Number 7
© Emdad Rahman



Gosh, I loved Platty 🙂

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