There was a time when I held sway.
I strove for my team and heard the songs in my ears.
My time in the sun.
All my world was on that park and with the bhoys around.
I had travelled half way the world to be here and had found my home.
I shone brightly and the light reflected on my comrades.
At last the shadow fell and a bright new star lit the heavens, I shrank and was lost.
It would have been easy to skulk away, but I saw hope in the young star and swore to mentor him.
He grew and I walked behind in the cold and dark, but I kept hope in my heart, one last call would come.
And so it came to pass that the young sun was eclipsed by a great misfortune and in the wilderness I heard the call.
From my secret store I brought out my sacred hoops, kept pristine throughout the sadness.
At the lowest time I was called back and once more I shone for those I love.
I came back for a short time and I have given my all.
I came back to play for Celtic, remember me.
My name is – Emilio.
Adapted from JinkyRedStar’s tribute to Emilio Izaguirre