The OT crown slips ... just a little ..

He came, young footballer, great decision
No fanfare or press - without any plan
He grew into a player and a man
A sweet right foot, great vision
Commitment to team, manager and club
He played, he scored, won games and all our hearts
Seven passed, when eric, our king departs,
The king is gone, long live new king, not sub.
Along came the not so posh skinny thing.
Silly haircuts, sarongs and fashion soon --
replaced free kicks and double training
One too many front page star, and poor crossing;
And so the boot flew -- quickly changing scene
Now James VIII is a real spanish king.