I'm writing this post whilst watching England's opening game vs Croatia (more on this later, but at least now we know why Southgate named so many right-backs in the squad). Let's recap what has happened so far:
1) Italy smashed Turkey 3-0. They looked very solid and classy whilst doing so and immediately added themselves to my 'contenders' list. In my state of isolation, I'd not realised they were on a 28 match unbeaten run, so they're clearly not in the habit of losing football matches. Watching them reminded me of 90's Italian football. Good technique and guile, but such a compact and narrow style that things are somewhat constricted. This is in part due to the pitch. I always wondered whether the Stadio Olympico just looked tight because of the flat camera angles (with the pitch being in the middle of the running track) - but a bit of [actual] reseach tells me that thre pitch is 10 metres shorter and 4 metres narrower than the Villa Park pitch that I see week in and week out. If I could really be bothered I'd do the metres-squared-available-per-player calculation and nod knowingly at how the resulting compactness is obvious.
2) Wales got lucky. I watched this game out of one eye whilst video-gaming, but from what I saw they would be the happier of the two teams with a point.
3) Belgium at a canter. They eased themselves into the tournament nicely with their own 3-0 win. Lukaku looked back to his powerful best; although I do find it frustrating that he fails to connect cleanly with so many of his shots. If he hit the ball more true, I think he'd be unstoppable. Russia looked awful btw - one particular sequence of play just showed the Russian players to be literally at 50% speed and physicality of the Belgium players. They are well on their way to the meek exit I expected.
4) That incident. (Christian Eriksen) Oh my how utterly terrifying it all was. I had actually gone to a pub for the first time since lockdown and was having a cool pint of lager and a burger - the game on my phone, just set down on the table. I was glancing occasionally to check the score and watch any promising looking attacks. So my experience of the situation was an odd one. I was primarily glancing at the clock and the score rather than the actual action..but had noticed no actual play on 3 or 4 consecutive glances. This is when I could see something was up; and I started to take note. As I saw the look of utter horror on fans faces I was panicked and wondered what on earth was happening. Bomb? Terror attack? I tuned in and then felt immediately sick. A friend of mine, of similar age to Eriksen, had a heart attack and brain haemorrage a few years ago, falling forward in the street and dying before reaching hospital. It is a shocking and heartbreaking reminder of the fragility of life; and the cruelness sometimes of our departure from this world. I felt moved to tears seeing Eriksen's partner pitchside, beside herself with worry. For them both, and everyone around them, I hope their life can return to some sort of normality as soon as possible. As humans, I don't think we are built to cope with these kinds of things. We're here, as a nation, off the back of hundreds of thousand of Covid deaths (including my own father), and yet a near miss on prime-time TV will have hit the majority of us harder.
Certainly I feel pleased that the tournament can be more of a "get well soon Christian" affair than a morbid memorial.
Certainly I feel pleased that the tournament can be more of a "get well soon Christian" affair than a morbid memorial.
I will sign off now - looking forward to Grealish showing that he's the game-changer in a minute; and looking forward even more to North Macedonia making their tournament debut later.
More soon
More soon
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