When it's all said and done, this is the greatest English

Lads. this is historic. When you are 80 years old, wrapped in a blanket and comfy in your rocking chair by an open fire, surrounded by your great-grandchildren; you can tell the spellbound youngsters about the time you saw Sir Wayne Rooney equal, then beat England's all-time top scoring record with a refball penalty against a team of part-timers which has won one game in its history, and another penalty against the mighty Swiss.
The fire crackles as the children gasp in awe. Snow begins to fall outside the window and your tale comes to end, but the youngsters are thirsty for more 'Tell us about the two he scored against Andorra again Grandpapa!' one child begs. 'No, no! The legendary brace versus Kazakhstan!' implores another. The oldest boy pipes up 'Be quiet you two. Grandad tells those ones all the time. Go on, tell us the one you promised us last time - the penalty versus Iceland...Grandad...G-Grandad?'. The rocking chair creaks to a halt. A serene expression on your face and all of Rooney’s goals flash before your eyes in your final moments as the children embraces you. His one World Cup goal. The legendary double in Minsk. The tap-in against Liechtenstein. They know what is happening. They are scared, but calm. The last thing you hear as you slide into the black warmth of death is the youngest boy - old beyond his years, and a football fanatic who spends every free moment outside kicking his battered leather ball against the wall. 'Don't be sad. He lived a hell of a life. In the age of Rooney

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