Given the amount of corny metaphors in football, it's safe to assume that most football commentators are frustrated poets. 'The red mist has descended', a cliche that signals a player losing his temper to a rather alarming degree, is a prime example. However, hearing what could be a line from the pen of Dracula author Bram Stoker leveled at a player who has just broken someone's leg, put his boot through the advertising hoardings or cannoned the ball off the head of a twelve year old fan in the crowd, is at best bizarre, at worst outright creepy.
