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A howler on a truly international scale
 HOWLER! That’s the only word for it. Paul Robinson – what a disgrace! With his air-kicking buffoonery against Croatia, he put all of our enjoyment of Summer 2008 on the line. to make sure we don’t qualify.
I don’t fancy a summer watching the Scots in the finals, while we are sat at home on the sofa. But if England don’t make it, you know who to blame: the goalkeeper beaten by Gary Neville’s non-speeding back pass.
It’s one thing to mess up for you
The Spurs bungler might not have clocked this yet but we would all rather like to see England play in the European Championships – even if he is determinedr Sunday league team – all you get is a ribbing in the pub afterwards.
You might scrape under the radar doing it in non-league football. Do it in the Premiership, you will be ridiculed but it’s not a career ender.
Do it in an England shirt, it’s incompetence on the biggest stage and the whole world laughs at you. Spurs have always been famous for being useless. Now make that ‘world-famous’.
 INTERNATIONAL weeks. Don’t you just love them?
Not as much as teenage superstar Theo Walcott of course… it’s the only chance he gets for a game.
But for us mere mortals, nothing beats settling down with Linekery, Hanseny and that boring Geordie idiot to see an Arsenal-less England on the world stage.
Sadly, watching John Terry readjust his undies in the tunnel and Ledley King bail out gorgeous Gary Neville for the umpteenth time was as thrilling as it got on Saturday.
Looks like Goofy Steve got the numbers in his puzzle book mixed up with his team sheet. How else do you explain the presence of Stewart Downing?
At least we know how Man Utd pin-up Daz Fletcher and Co beat the French has-beens at Hampden Park though – ball boys.
They didn’t throw the ball back quickly enough. Apparently.
Hmm, not sure how that made Thierry Henry miss a sitter that Spurs hero Jermaine Genius could’ve scored.
But as excuses go, it really is world class.
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