Our national team has been following my lead. The eleven players on the pitch in England's opening two games have looked like husks of their club selves. "Phoning it in" barely suffices to describe their performances. The media, the people, the fans all ask why, why, why?
I'm one of those people who isn't really bothered why. It makes no difference this way or that. Sport is about winning—that's the only relevant point (and there's not much talking to be done about it). So there's really only one thing to be said about the game that will start in about 2 hrs: We have to win.
I've no idea how to do it, which players to pick to do it, the tactics involved, etc. That's all secondary. It could be eleven men from division 4 for all I care—they must win. Enough talk, enough analysis. Time for pure, concentrated, silent conviction. We must win.
If we don't, "Together" will return to its usual punctual self. Promise!
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