Brazil, you say? They know how to play football over there, don't they? But it's a long way for one so middle aged as I to travel.

So instead, I shall slouch into my leather armchair and view the tournament from this side of the Atlantic. I shall try and watch every game and will definitely make wildly inaccurate predictions too.

I do solemnly vow to give you a real sense of what it's like to not be at the World Cup. This is the blog where all the colour and atmosphere and passion of watching the world's greatest sporting tournament on a wall mounted widescreen really comes to life.

Saturday, 14 June 2014

Chile 3-1 Australia

Oh how tempting the sofa was with me drunk on the half dozen goals served up in the game before. I rested my head and fell easily into unconsciousness, surfacing to see a few minutes with Chile 2-1 up and cruising, the Aussies battling hard, never a team to settle for losing.

But they couldn't draw back level, falling further behind at the death.  And with two Euro powerhouses left to play in the group, the Socceroos look set to soccerlose all three of their group games.

Chile look solid and good to go through, though maybe not at the expense of Holland as I predicted. Holders Spain look in deep deep trouble.