Haris Vuckic, for a moment, ascended Mt. Olympus and became a god when he score this goal. As in he could have scored it, walked off the field, told the first person he saw “I’m not a footballer,” and left shattered souls in his wake because people had a feeling that somewhere out there someone like him existed, and now that they met him they are caught somewhere between hating and needing him and pondering where it all went wrong for them.
Too much? No, it’s not too much, because this goal is f***ing amazing.
Honestly, do you see how badly that second to last defender gets destroyed? Vuckic sold him a dream of making a heroic tackle, and left him attempting to break dance.
At this point I should mention that he scored this goal against Ajax’s reserve team, and the Dutch aren’t exactly known for their defensive prowess. Of course, after this goal it’s entirely possible that they will never try to defend again.
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