Pitch Invasion 024: “Zidane, The Final Word”

That forehead should be on football’s Mount Rushmore,

the one which nodded its way to one World Cup,

and butted its way away from another.

Those hazel eyes have the faintest hint of a blaze,

Of that anger that made him tango between golden days

and red endings. But when it came to vision,

Just as Z is the last letter,

So often was his name the final word.

Photo by Ryu Voelkel

Poetry by Musa Okwonga

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