Pete Sixsmithsurfaces in his sea of exam papers waiting to be marked, fights the football-induced urge to drown himself in sleep and offers home, landlubber thoughts from, er, home …
It must be a sign of approaching pension entitlement age (mid 70s if the scoundrels running the country get their way), but I tend to fall asleep when I get home from work. Sit in the chair, cup of tea, toast, Guardian and zzzzzzzzz. Unfortunately, this also happens during the football.
I almost missed Defoe’s goal on Wednesday as I transferred from South Africa to the Land Of Nod., rousing myself just as Milner crossed it for the Spurs player to knock it in. Could have been, should have been Darren, but no use dwelling on the past is there. Bloody Capello and his broken promises – “They go if they are fit and are playing regularly – unless they happen to be Gareth Barry, Emile Heskey, etc. Still, no bitterness Don Fabio.
The tournament is moving along nicely. I started out watching the Lads from Ascuncion against the Kiwis last night, but switched to Slovakia v Italy once I heard that the Slovaks were a goal up.
I was rewarded with a fascinating game as the Italians showed all the characteristics of a Premier League side on the slide. A combination of old players on the way down, young players not quite good enough and a manager who appeared to have lost the ability to motivate. Sounds like Middlesbrough from a couple of years ago.
Slovakia were good. They have some decent players and were well organised. They had a managerial team who dressed like dudes, in pin stripe suits. I expected them to be carrying violin cases under their arms and to drill the Italians full of lead whenever they set foot in the Slovakian penalty area.
But weren’t Italy awful? I have rarely seen an Italian side with so little imagination and flair. They couldn’t even foul properly. Gentile must have been sat watching tearing his hair out and wondering what had happened to the Azzuri. I don’t imagine that he would have missed the tackle that Chiellini did to allow the opening goal and I ‘m pretty sure that Rossi might well have slid in the sitter that Pepe missed. Come to think of it, even I would have scored there. Hell, even Jon Stead would have notched it!!
So, it’s au revoir France, arrideverci Italy and maybe even adios Spain after today’s games. Chile look good and could beat the Euro Champs leaving another massive hole in the tournament.
I also watched Denmark get whopped by Japan courtesy of a concrete footed display from Tommy Sorenson. He was beaten by two decent free kicks but his positioning and movement were poor, to put it mildly. I don’t think that we will be seeing much of Tommy next season.
As for Sunday, a survey of 15 young people, came up with 10 England wins, 3 draws and 2 wins for Germany. Admittedly some of them were girls and had no interest whatsoever in the game, but they were prepared to back their country. The two dissenters were yours truly and a keen football fan who, last season, supported Darlington, Arsenal, Chelsea and Arsenal again. He thought 3-1 to Germany and no doubt he will be supporting them if they win.