LET'S JUST PLAY FRIENDLIES

Thank God the game last night didn't go to penalties; I couldn't cope with another championship defeat after a tense shoot out. Better that the chaps were absolutely outclassed by a team motivated by their own brand of POMO (position of maximum opportunity), yes Graham Taylor's tactic, where direct play, aerial balls, aggressive tackling and well disciplined defending took Iceland into the final 8. It wasn't Wimbledon but it was uncomplicated. Iceland deserved their victory, I have never seen so many players in one team miss pass, let the ball roll under their foot, miss control a ball, over hit a corner or free kick....la,la.la. This commentary comes from George Hamilton of RTE. There are " to listen to (see below and BELOW)
http://www.the42.ie/george-hamilton-euro-2016-iceland-2850884-Jun2016/

Dear old Graham had an embarrassment as England manager, when his brand of football led neatly to a 1-2 defeat by Sweden in the 1992 Euro. After two excruciating 0-0 draws, the game in Sweden was settling down nicely into another 0-0 draw when GT subbed off GL (Lineker) and we lost. It was Gary's last game for England.

In 2008 England goalie, Scott Carson, fumbled a Croatian shot on a wet pitch and we lost 2-3 in another Euro qualifier. We knew the pitch was wet because manager Steve McLaren became dubbed the Wally with the Brolly. That did for him.

Nordic teams seem to have the "indian" sign over us; there is the Norway 1982 World Cup qualifier and Bjorge Lillelien's commentary that almost matches the Icelandic lad who shows us a few octaves when his boys score. George Hamilton does a similar job.
http://www.the42.ie/george-hamilton-euro-2016-iceland-2850884-Jun2016/

I'm not going back to 1950 and the part time American World Cup team (USA) that scrambled a goal against well stocked England and favourites??  in the Brazilian World Cup and then sat back and watched the professionals create much and achieve nothing. Result 0-1.

So we have a record of under achievement and it might be "50 years of hurt" but I would be tempted to hang on to that one glimmer of success in 1966 and never expect any else. We are doomed!!! Doomed I say! Doomed.
Three Lions on their shirts and one in the lorry!

The lucky mascot on his way home.