Maybe I’m a bit late for this, but I do need to revisit the demise of the England football team in the world cup.
There are no excuses. Perhaps many would say that overpaid superstars ought to have fared better and that there was no appetite for the game in our players.
The Spanish players, after their victory last night, might have something to say about that.
Ask every one of our players and they would tell you that they went all out for success – that their focus was entirely on bringing that 5Kg 18 carat gold cup back home.
As for the manager, there seemed to be times when he was completely perplexed in the outcome and then every opportunity to find some excuse for the failing – the ones that weren’t down to him, of course – were rolled out.
Sometimes it’s about bad luck.
Ever the optimist, I’m of the opinion that bad luck had it’s part to play at a particularly critical moment in the game we lost to Germany.
Frank Lampard’s ‘goal that never was’ came just a time where we could easily have clawed our way back into the game and with Germany’s precocious young team hauled back from a 2-0 lead, who knows what might have happened then.
Indeed many worthy winners of the World Cup have had extraordinarily poor starts.
Yet as manager, the buck stops with us.
There is no place for excuses that we try to hide behind. We get paid to be successful and when we aren’t, we have to stand up and say that we, ourselves weren’t good enough and we must do better. Then our people trust us, bond better with us and we get up another day to learn and grow and achieve more next time.
Even if the linesman and the referee are the only two people in the ground who didn’t go to Specsavers.