Leaving work last Thursday, I jokingly said that by the next time I saw my colleagues we could be out of Europe and out of the Euros and now feel rather guilty that the embarrassment felt at half our countrymen and the whole of our football team is all my fault as a result.
Last night’s match has caused much hilarity on social media, and rightly so, although for me it seemed inevitable that our players would catch the prevailing mood of toothless humiliation and exit with a whimper.
Me and Mrs P have been supporting Iceland since the group stages and I actually laughed when they scored their equaliser within two minutes of England taking the lead. Then part of me rejoiced when they got their second after a splendid move of classy football. It summed up our national self-delusion that we somehow have a right to succeed and that we are better than we really are.
Hey ho – France up next for the Icelandic trawlermen.