4-1. And on comes Heskey. That says it all.
No point complaining about the goal that was not given, comprehensively outplayed, outpaced and out thought.
One positive, I get to go to bed at a normal time a lot earlier in this tournament than in previous failed years.
The crushing disapointment is not quite so bad this time around. They never looked like it.
No quality ball delivered and despite my decade long moaning about David Beckham. We really needed the squeaky voiced one this time. The amount of ball being sprayed around like a mad ladies piss has been the most disappointing aspect, well that and the lumpen slowness of the defenders.
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