The 1990 World Cup was both awful for England and wonderful. I watched most of it from between my fingers. David Platt (whose squad inclusion was contested by the press every bit as fiercely at first as Peter Crouch’s or Owen Hargreaves’s) robbed Belgium, and then came Lineker’s goals against the run of play versus Cameroon. It was all awful. But we won…
I watched Sir Bobby Robson’s memorial service through my fingers too. I did this partly because I didn’t really want to admit to myself that he was really gone: that that supremely reassuring presence was taken. But I did so also because his tastes aren’t mine, and I found the whole affair – broadcast, I’m happy to say, on BBC TV, BBC Radio and Sky Sports News simultaneously as he deserved – unbearably mawkish. On days like these, you put your tastes and your mawkish responses where they belong. The cameras span from Durham to Newcastle to Ipswich to.. and that is what matters.
Sir Bobby Robson was a self-declared patriot, and I hope he would have liked this video as our kind of tribute to his life. It’s not a victory. We kind of lose. But what a team.. Waddle, Beardsley, Lineker, Gascoigne.. in the end, as good as any we’ve come up with. Shilton went to Mexico in 1970..
Here’s the best online tribute to Sir Bobby, written, as you might expect, by the superb John Nicholson of F365.
And here’s the game . From a non-British point of view. Enjoy, and remember.