June 25th 2024

Today Jim tried his best but couldn’t influence an enjoyable watchalong of England’s last group game in Euro 2024.

We went to the Bottle of Sauce. We had a private room. Brad was there. Jim was there. England were shit. And that’s not Jim’s fault, but it probably is Gareth Southgate’s.

With all that being said, I have a weird feeling England will do well in this tournament, and we’ll look back on this period as one of “aha, we were just saving ourselves” but also, we’re fucking shit. So there’s that.

First place. Five points. Two goals. Group winners. Not a single enjoyable minute of football. And I was at one of the games.

Until tomorrow, round of sixteen?

Jacn