With Christian seemingly okay, its back to the football today......
....and England....yes England a.k.a. how many ways can we contrive to muck it up this time, England.
No more excuses. We have the players. We have Champions League winners, we have Premier League champions, we have players mixing it with Germany's finest, we have a Spanish League winner. In Foden and Grealish we have the type of players we've not had for a long time; players that can actually unlock defences. Mount seems to be progressing nicely, Sir Harry is Sir Harry, Jude Bellingham looks quality so.......
Let's be honest, I've been following England since the early seventies. The first two games I can recall as a little boy were England 1-3 West (Gunter bloody Netzer) Germany (loved their green away kit though) in a 1972 European qualifier, and then the England 1-1 Poland (Their goalkeeper, Jan Tomasewski is a clown according to Brian Clough) World Cup qualifier that saw us fail to make it to the World Cup in 1974.....
It got worse, much worse, before it got better. But we are talking England here and better is a relative term. Sundry quarter finals heartbreak (how do you play against 10 men for most of a second half and not have a single attempt on goal?) was nothing compared to three semi-finals heartbreak (usually on penalties and often, though not limited to, our old friends the Germans).
And failure to qualify for tournaments was a feature on a few occasions subsequently, even after we'd left behind the total disaster that was 1970's English football. Hey, but we beat Cyprus 5-0 once.
I expect our first mistake will be the line-up. Rashford, Sterling, Sancho should be nowhere near the starting 11.
We will follow this with tactics that come straight out of the Tottenham Hotspur game plan. Pass the ball amongst the defenders side to side. Then, in frustration, pass to a midfielder who immediately thinks "what the **** is this, and passes the hot potato back to the bemused defender. After this happens for about five minutes, said defender - no longer bemused but by now thoroughly angry - simply does what he should have done minutes earlier. He hoofs it up the pitch, either straight out of play, over hit to the goalkeeper, or squarely on the bonce of a Croatian defender. The latter then skilfully traps the ball and plays a cultured pass to a Croatian midfielder who plays a defence splitting pass to a Croatian attacker. Add, Rinse, Repeat for 90 minutes.
What a combination... England and Spurs.... thanks a lot dad!!
I hate football.
< Message edited by warspite1 -- 6/13/2021 6:27:11 AM >
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