World Cup Nonsense

[Sweder]

He could still have contributed a lot to this team, but, recovering from a long lay-off, it was too much to expect him to play on his own up front.

The words of a certain puce-faced, irascible Scot spring to mind.
To place the weight of a nation’s expectations in the (admittedly broad) shoulders of a 20-year-old was always madness. The terrible thing about all this is the time-honoured curse of the football fan . . . where logic screamed we could not prevail we held on to hope.

MLCman is right . . .we have a wonderful range of beers with which to drown our sorrows. (heads off into the night wailing & gnashing his teeth).

‘When you have lost your inns drown your empty selves, for you will have lost the last of England.’

Hilaire Belloc