World Cup Nonsense

[Sweder]

What a game of football.
This was sport from another planet, 100 miles per hour, full-on skillful football.
The Americans would have hated it – I loved every minute of it.
Rough, tough, rugged, man’s football. A defensive masterclass from the Italian back four, commitment to attack, quality mid-field passing.

Wherefore art the route one hoof?
Even in the heat of the madness that was the second half of extra time, as the German goal frame wobbled and rattled, both teams kept the ball on the floor. Italy knew they had to score - their record in penalty shoot-outs is a poor as ours - and in the final moments they snatched their reward. Lehman didn't deserve to be on the losing side and could do nothing to stop Grosso's sublime driven, curling strike.
Del Piero's coup de grace had me on my feet.

Nice to see Ballack playing like a Chelsea midfielder – he almost made Lampard look good.
Last word to Terry Venables on Podolski’s golden chance at the end of the first half of extra time:
‘Ee met the ball too fick . . . Ee didn’t get enuff finn-ness on it.’

Classic, Terry, just like the match.