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Because I am a masochist, I went to the pub yesterday to watch this. And England weren’t
egregiously awful, but they certainly weren’t good either. At least I got some half-decent eggs
benedict out of it. And also beer. Beer is essential.
I’m going to do this in bullet points, in no particular order, because I don’t think I need to be
any more cohesive than England were yesterday:
- Somebody needs to sit Steven Gerrard down and explain to him — using small words so he’ll be
sure to understand — that just because he’s been given license to roam on the right wing doesn’t
mean he should be spending 80% of the game in the middle of the pitch.



