You know, being an older cynical type who was 7 when England won the World Cup and probably spending half the game bored and playing in the alley next to Grandma and Grandad’s house on Gorton Street whilst everyone was inside, lucky enough to be able to watch on a black and white telly!
It’s easy to sneer at all the news pictures of youngsters going ape, chucking ale in the air and generally going bananas! I’m used to England promising so much and delivering very little over the years, but the youngsters don’t have that monkey on their back, this is all brand new and a brand new experience.
It’s a new world, it belongs to the young, it’s time for England to give them some great memories, so for their sake more than my frizzled soured own, come on England, lets get the job done!