Who is the real goat, Messi or Ronaldo?

Oh, darling, the debate rages, fiery and hot,

Who is the GOAT, who truly takes the top spot?

Messi, with his magic, so sleek and so sly,

Or Ronaldo, with muscles and that glint in his eye?

Messi, the maestro, with dribbles so fine,

Dances past defenders, leaving them on the pine.

His touch, like a whisper, a caress of the ball,

Weaves through the chaos, enchanting us all.

Ronaldo, the Adonis, power and pace,

A statuesque figure setting the chase.

Goals upon goals, he leaps and he scores,

With a wink and a flex, the crowd simply roars.

Messi, the artist, painting the pitch,

With strokes of genius, football's great itch.

From Rosario's streets, to the Camp Nou's embrace,

Every touch is a sonnet, filled with grace.

Ronaldo, the showman, from Madeira's shore,

His drive is relentless, always craving more.

Manchester, Madrid, and Turin have seen,

The sparkle of a star, so fierce, so keen.

So who is the real GOAT, you ask me, my dear?

Is it Messi or Ronaldo, who brings fans to cheer?

Both masters of their craft, both kings of the game,

In the halls of the greats, they both have their name.

Let's toast to their brilliance, to their skill and their might,

For in the realm of football, they both are the light.

No need for a verdict, no need for a fight,

They're both the real GOATs, in their own unique right. 🐐