Nineteen Hundred and Sixty six
Born and raised in Oldham’s Chadderton
Excelling at Dario Gradi’s Crewe
After heartbreaking rejection by Big Ron
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
My supreme Platty moment in Italia 90
Bologna’s Stadio Renato Dall'Ara
Last sixteen, 119th minute
All seen from London to Guadalajara
Belgie Belgique had performed slightly better
Ceulemans, Gerets, Van Der Elst and co
The wily Guy Thys pulling strings
Orchestrated by the irrepressible Scifo.
“And if England could just unlock
Observed the Sage Mooro from afar
“The door with this free kick
“We could save all that drama”
Gazza raises arms and runs up
Deft chip towards the gaping net
Floating butterfly and inevitable bee sting
Focus, lock, swivel, volley, pure velvet
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
Number 7
Emdad Rahman
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