What Zidane did was wrong, no doubt, and no excuse. He should have challenged Materazzi in a duel after the game and broken his jaws, so that he could never insult anyone on or off the field. How I wish you had never come out retirement for this World Cup. It broke our hearts to see you left the field like this. It is true that the world will remember all your flaws, but the people who truly love this game will also remember all magic and wonders you did that took our breath away. Zizou, we will miss you.
There’s nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
There’s nothing in between
You know the truth
There’s nothing left to prove
There's nothing I won’t do
There’s nothing like the pain
I feel for you
Nothing left to face
There’s nothing left to lose
Nothing takes your place
When they say
You’re not that strong
You’re not that weak
It's not your fault
And when you climb up to your hill
Up to your place
I hope you’re well
What you want
What you lost
What you had
What is gone is over
What you got
What you love
What you need
What you have is real
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Tuesday, July 18, 2006
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