The final of Euro 2020 is on Sunday evening (BST) (I’m talking about football (soccer to my North American friends)) where Italy will play England at London’s Wembley stadium.
Delayed from last year, the England team‘s performance during the competition has brought a smile to the faces of the majority of the nation. Of course, not everyone likes football and there are always those who like to claim that it “doesn’t do it for me.” But there’s nothing wrong with getting behind the national team, especially after living through the last 18 months. It’s true that media coverage could be considered to have been over the top; England beating Germany 2-nil didn’t need to be the 10-minutes-long lead story on the BBC’s Six O’Clock News. 🙂
Well, okay, maybe it did … 🙂
But what I think this competition has done is push back the cloud of Covid and allowed the country to believe that ‘normal’ times will return and are actually beginning to do so, as long as we all remain sensible. The UK government designated matches as test events and allowed limited numbers of fans back into the stands, with capacity increasing as the competition progressed, and my goodness, England’s supporters have been at full throttle.
Football is tribal. Football is inclusive. Football gives strangers a common bond. Football allows The Boy to have conversations where he can speak knowledgeably and with passion. Football allows The Brainy One and me to hang out with The Boy. 🙂
I’m not a huge football fan, rugby is The Brainy One’s preferred sport. The Boy, as long time readers will know, is a huge fan. He can’t play very well; it’s the statistics that do it for him. I follow England on Instagram, along with several players – Harry Kane and Jordan Henderson to name two – and read the football bits in the sports’ pages of the newspaper. All so I can have an informed and accurate discussion with The Boy about one of his favourite things.
We’ve watched all of England’s matches, we’ve yelled at the television in delight and we’ve discussed individual players with all the authority of armchair experts.
And after Sunday, that’ll be my international match watching done until next year’s World Cup … probably.
“It’s coming home, it’s coming home, it’s coming … football’s coming home!”
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