I've had about 4 hours sleep of the shallowest sort, I will have to keep myself busy all day to keep my sanity.
I had hoped to get the train to Paris with a few friends and watch there, but what with the last minute rush for tickets with no discounts and the threat of a French strike, good old Blighty will be OK.
So go on boys, You believe, I believe, We believe... the scent of gold is in the air, and the winner will take all!
There's an even bigger one on this afternoon as far as everybody in this area is concerned. The local derby match between Everton and Liverpool. Being an Evertonian since the days of Dixie Dean I am of course hoping for a good win for us. But even more I am hoping there is no misbehavior to spoil what is usually a good family day out. The weather looks to be ideal and kick off is about half an hour away... Come on you blues!!! I will be shouting for the England rugby team tonight of course. But this is more important than that by a long chalk.
Stuartli. Yes I see the ref's on their side again. A blatant dive to me and Gerrard should have been sent off, not Hibbert... Maybe the ref will yet realise he's made a cock-up and even it up by sending one of theirs off. Mind you we should still be able to beat that lot with ten men.