I should feel elated when England win a World Cup quarter-final. But nope, that is not the emotion I feel. Instead, it is a sense of exhaustion and relief. Much like the match against Mexico, they don't make it easy do they. Another tense and nervy win. And this one included quite a lot of luck. We were largely outplayed, they hit the crossbar, our goal should never have counted since the ball hit an overhead wire in the lead up, and there were a number of dodgy officiating decisions that went our way. But we somehow did it - helped by the fact that we have one or two superstars that can make the difference, such as Bellingham. I think the conditions didn't exactly help make this a free-flowing match - why you have to hold a quarter-final in a hot, humid, outdoor stadium rather than one of the many air-conditioned indoor stadiums I don't know. I suspect there is politics and corruption at play again. It feels like of all the World Cup quarter-finalists, we are the ones that have had to travel the most and play in the worst conditions.
