there is something melancholic about watching football legends in their swan song. for every touch of magic conjured with their boots, you know you'll never see such genius again. for every pass completed, and every assist made, you know the team will never be the same again. the footballing world just seems a little dimmer everytime a great star bows out.

watching zizou head for the showers before his time was up was pretty sad. a glittering career like that should not see such an ending, but that's how it is. it doesn't make him any less the greatest footballer of this generation, but unfortunate timing makes this the deepest impression most will have of zidane for a long time to come.

come to think of it, 90 minutes of football showcases life in so many ways, but i think i will save that for another day.

figo, zidane, roberto carlos, you have made the pastmonth of my life extremely interesting, and i hope you enjoy lazing around getting fat.

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