Thursday, 28 June 2018

I came late, to an early game

[warning. Contains sport]

Sitting, watching England B blast long balls in the direction of Jame Vardy. Depressing and dull.

The performance in this game means little, in that England aren't going to pick anything close to this XI in the next game (neither are Blegium, for that matter). What's depressing is the gap in skill levels between the England second-choice and their Blegian peers. The Lowerlanders look far more comfortable on the ball, and able to get forward far more quickly. Except for Michy Batshuayi, who just punted the ball into his own face.

Does little to dispel the notion that English football is about 2 decades behind the best.

I'm unconvinced that England proper are going to win this, or that their convincing 6-1 victory over a hapless Panama means any more than the unconvincing scramble against Tunisia a few days previously. Still the draw, if we lose this game, is kind. If England reach the semis, anything can happen. Particularly in the absence of Germany and the likely imminent demise of Argentina.

Russia won their first 2 games easily, scoring 8 in the process. England are better. I'm not sure they are much better.




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