England vs France - Capello will awake to unfair headlines

And yet again the fickle England fans jump to accusations of Capello not being up to the job. Twitter has been inundated with the usual remarks all night, so much so that Capello has been trending for a majority of the evening. The newspapers will certainly be taking a similar note. But is it fair?


Sadly I couldn't get tickets for this one so had to watch on ITV like everybody else, and yes it wasn't the prettiest of performances and we did seem outclassed by the only team who flopped harder then us in the World Cup (if you forget Italy's dismal group stages). But I gotta say, did we expect to win? Look at the teams: France have Abidal, Malouda, Benzema and Nasri; we have Walcott, Gerrard, Milner and Carroll. Other then Gerrard we scream unproven - the four I just named from France scream world class. I am not saying we shouldn't expect to beat France, we should - but only if we play a full strength team. Capello wanted to experiment and we all commended him for calling up Henderson, Carroll and Bothroyd - but don't expect them to bring victory on their first appearance. Capello wanted to see what his options were and this helped him have a glimpse at that overview. The score was almost certainly not the most important thing for him today. England fans are too quick to judge these days, I am sure we will now all be asking why Crouch never starts; but do we want him to over Carroll. To me Carroll is an athletic version of Crouch. He has the height, the ability and the skill - tonight was the start of his international career and Capello has said he was impressed. Crouch may have got the goal today. but Capello has never been a fan and tonight he may have found his replacement.

I have no doubt in my mind that Capello will wake up to unfavourable headlines; I also have no doubt they won't bother him in the least. He made his choices for a reason and they were good ones, lets not completely rip him apart just because Benzema decided to actually turn up to this game and we lost to a team who, despite a poor World Cup showing, are always goes to be tough competition.

Furious Frogs, Irate Itai's and Brilliant Brazilians

Got to say, I am loving the demise of Italy and France! What the bloody hell is going on over there. So Malouda has an argument with the manager before the tournament and gets benched, then Anelka has an argument after the first game and gets sent home, and then just after the second game, Evra has an argument with some fitness coach and the manager - the team back Evra and refuse to train - some Director of Football quits and flies home and the manager reads out a statement from the players saying they will train in the future but hate the French Football Association. Basically, France are fucked and I am loving it. I was talking to this French geeze by the pool earlier, and no joke, he hates Domenech - can you blame them! At lease I still have hope we will beat Slovenia - this guy had given up all hope! Oh well, bye bye Frogs!

Italy n'all! What the hell is going on there! They are shit this year - World Champions four years ago, struggling to get through the group now. Inter Milan are the champions of Europe though sadly none of there players are Italian. The Itai's around the bar tonight looked so miserable. I will not miss them when they have gone home. They really are a total bunch of posers, and they hold on to their birds like anything. The game was frankly dull as shit, so I went over to this right hottie at the bar (I must admit I was on the brink of being three sheets) and I was just chatting away to her - using the ol' British Charm...and this right ponce of an Itai comes strutting over to me and starts giving it the ol' Italian hand right in my face. This little poncy guy with his gucci sunglasses and his slicked back hair, medallian round his beefy neck, who thinks he is hard just cos he bought a t-shirt a couple sizes too small. They ain't muscles mate thats just fat being squeezed...his arms look like butchers sausages. I couldn't be arsed to have a barney with him so I just shrug him off and carry on chatting with the lady at the bar, apparently she is his missus or something cos he got proper annoyed and went for it. Whipped off his gucci shades and went to plant a scottish kiss right into my chest, Zidane style you know. This, taking me by complete surprise, throws me against the bar. The guy put some force into it, must have been the built up frustration from watching his team be a completely dier bunch of wank (I cant relate having struggled through England Vs Algeria). Lucky Daz and Gaz (still itching his way through the days) got straight up and laid in to the guy. The rest of the Itai's, all trying to hide their tears as New Zealand made them look foolish, shot out their chairs and before you can say Bob's your uncle me, Daz and Gaz were sprinting out the joint (although Gaz was running slightly like John Wayne). Bye Bye Itai's, you can fuck off no one likes you here.

So Brazil are on a fucking rampage, I really can't decide between them and Argentina now. I have to say though, I still reckon the Argies will have them. It just seems like one of those things, so doubted before the cup begins, but turn up with this mental manager who is a legend in the country - the best player in the world rises to the occasion and becomes known to be possibly better then his manager, whilst the manager secures himself in the heart of Argentinian fans despite all his previous wrong doings. Disney couldn't fucking write that shit.