1625 HRS MAY 2ND 2007

Javier Mascherano,

you're a monster.

You were fucking immense

last night.

You broke up their game,

shackled their runs,

tackled their legs,

and yet found time

to launch quick

counter-attacks.

Your crossfield passes

to the wings,

were a joy

to behold.

You had a yellow card

which would have

ruled you out

of the Final,

but you never cared.

You flew in

with your well timed

tackles

and perfect interceptions.

You just had to

do your job last night,

to hell with the Final,

let someone else

do the job.

You fucking rule

you little Argentinian warlord,

I love you to bits.

If it was up to me,

I would have given you

the Falkland Islands,

without a fight.

Thanks for adding on,

to the greatest nights

of my life.