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Day 3 thoughts

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Not much time here so we're going to have to go with a quick fire round today:
  • Continued my poor run of watching the 7:30am games. Best decision EVER. sounds like a stinker of a game, but a potentially horrible result.... last game frustration as the Slovenians park the bus awaits!
  • Algeria game on Friday promises to be a goalkeeping masterclass.... could be a basketball score...
  • Looks like Ghana for 2nd in Group B, were not spectacular but thought they played well enough sans Essien.
  • Serbia's Nikola Zigic - oh dear. Looks like the love child of Gareth Barry and Peter Crouch, and plays like the latter. Great defensive clearance when it seemed easier to score... Somebody get Alex McLeish a stiff drink
  • Well crap. We just saw the best team in the tournament and its the Germans....

Birchy, I wish I could report more on the reaction of the locals to the 1-1 draw, but I have been confined to the house. Mr Lalas was suitably pleased though, and I have seen many facebook posts about a dodgy goaltender... but that is all for now (probably for the best I am off work right now)

Shock of the Day: Looks like the guy who can't play kick about with his 5 yr old son as his knees are too fooked but can play in a World Cup finals, errr, actually can't. Does anyone else think that Fabio should never ever play poker with 'Arry Redknapp... EVER.

Prediction of the Day: This may be stretching it, but we weren't horrible yesterday, and I think when Barry slots in, we may fall upon our best XI & formation and I expect us to get better as the tournament goes on. I do have no clue who to play centre half though - the lack of pace is frightening

Dutch tomorrow - looking forward to that, the Germans have set the standard now....

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