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, 21 June 2014

Italy 0-1 Costa Rica

Worst fears confirmed right here. I thought the teams from the southern American continent would do well. I didn't include Costa Rica in my thinking. Strictly central american, but what's a few thousand miles? They beat the Italians and sent the half-packed, half-baked England team home. Ruiz scored the killer, the steak through the bulldog's broken heart. The Italians tried. But this already doesn't look like Europe's World Cup. Could Italy join England on an early plane home? They are relying on their European counterparts to defeat these Costa Ricans to avoid it. Passportos at the ready methinks.