so england lost to brazil 2-1. bit depressed, bit sombre, anticlimax, as i, in my heart of hearts, knew it would be. but i was there, still sleep dazed, watching the match on telly from the bed. i missed the first half as i couldn't get to sleep for ages that night, and couldn't get up until 8.15am, just in time for the second half. Just in time to witness that goal from Ronaldinho, unbelievable. And the commentators were saying how Seaman should have saved it, but honestly, who would have been able to save it? it was phenomanal, it was just the kind of thing you expect Brazil to serve up. Well, maybe, if it were a cooler day, and Seaman hadn't just wrenched his back he might have saved it, but then he wasn't to blame for the way England then couldn't score another goal after that even though Brazil had gone one man down, or even after Ronaldo had been substituted. Man, the brazilians were just toying with England team after that, I mean, to play with 1 man down and then to substitute Ronaldo! And were they right. Even the most generous england supporter could see that Brazil were far superior, they looked fitter. and they were bigger as well. But that Rivaldo really tried it on with the play acting, i mean is all that rolling around holding your face in your hands completely necessary? In any case i watched it, hoping, hoping right up until the 93rd minute that some magical freak gust of wind would blow the ball into the Brazilian goal. Alas, it did not happen, and i was left wanting a dose of st. john's wort. Still, i'll get over it, like i always have, all those other times england got knocked out of the world cup, which was everytime. Still, they beat Argentina, so, that's something.