You gotta have a dream

“So there’s five minutes of extra time left, with Rashford and Sancho determined to make the most of it. They’re tearing into spaces that tired legs can’t cover. Bonucci and Chiellini, both on yellow cards, begin to feel their age, mustn’t give a penalty away…”

That’s the trouble with success. Like cocaine, it leaves you wanting more. But we should be grateful for what we’ve had. Just imagine, a soccer-mad kid, growing up in the UK, for whom this month has been their first taste of tournament football. Inspiration for a lifetime. If you want a more detailed look at how I feel about Gareth Southgate, the England squad and what’s gone on, look at my poem Showdown, in Poems from the News on this website.