Tore André Flo,
Imbued with Odyssean cunning,
Deigned to put the world to rights
As they claimed "unbeatable".
Th'Athenian sigh expelled across
the Stade Vélodrome
Rais'd his toes two inches forth
And threw him cruelly to the floor.
Injustice! Outrage!
A penalty, surely not
But Baharmast, whistle to lips, cried foul
And brought two Titans toe to toe.
Taffarel, perpetually bald,
Had no chance, for lo!
Th'adversary o'the day
Was the be-mulleted hero, Rekdal!
The heaven-lit mane betrayed no nerve
He struck the ball clean and true,
Athene's arrow to guide its course
Net-bound it burned through th'air
And in the goal it settled there.
Rekdal (pen) 88'
For once Brésil, nil points.
