Thanks Stevey for saving me having to do any big rundown of the last 2 days' games. I think you captured all of the highlights bar one. This was Alberto Parreira's post match interview after the glorious (but inconsequential) win against France. I watched, hoping that he was going to unleash a Roberto Carlos-esque powerful volley (of vitriol) about Domenech's spoilt child antics, but instead he praised the achievements and spirit of his South African team. At the end of the interview he did leave a little teaser though, failing to pronounce the final syllable of this sentence: "Everyone can be really proud of this country". Was he making a clever linguistic-bluff reference to Domenech? If so, clever stuff.
And so onto today. My office has declared early closing to facilitate football watching, and whilst I'd have appreciated a 12:30pm finish every day for the past 10, I'll take anything I can get. And so will begin my ultimate score avoidance efforts to date. I will jump on my train home at precisely kick off time, then travel home past hundreds of people brandishing mobile score-update devices, passing pubs showing the football, and to home where I will begin the delayed-play vigil.
I am optimistic but terrified. Nothing but a good performance will do. I can't cope with our continued presence in the tournament unless we actually contribute something worthwhile and entertaining to it. Take France for example, at least they did badly in style. I had thought Terry's "big I am" was the start of our challenge to the French for best meltdown, but Capello seems to have nipped it in the bud. I will laugh if Dawson lines up in his place, surely the ultimate insult to any centre-back!
So, come on England. as Delia would say; "Let's be 'avin you".
And so onto today. My office has declared early closing to facilitate football watching, and whilst I'd have appreciated a 12:30pm finish every day for the past 10, I'll take anything I can get. And so will begin my ultimate score avoidance efforts to date. I will jump on my train home at precisely kick off time, then travel home past hundreds of people brandishing mobile score-update devices, passing pubs showing the football, and to home where I will begin the delayed-play vigil.
I am optimistic but terrified. Nothing but a good performance will do. I can't cope with our continued presence in the tournament unless we actually contribute something worthwhile and entertaining to it. Take France for example, at least they did badly in style. I had thought Terry's "big I am" was the start of our challenge to the French for best meltdown, but Capello seems to have nipped it in the bud. I will laugh if Dawson lines up in his place, surely the ultimate insult to any centre-back!
So, come on England. as Delia would say; "Let's be 'avin you".
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