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WATCH and learn England - this is how you play the beautiful game.
The real Spain showed up last night and put on an exhibition of footballing brilliance (well, apart from David Villa’s dodgy penalty) as they teased and pleased against the minnows of Honduras.
Vicente Del Bosque’s boys showed why they are favourites for World Cup glory by opening their account in smashing style. Their football was nothing short of divine as they erased the memory of their Swiss setback last week.
One and two-touch football played with style and swagger. They mix tremendous passing and fluid movement with an end product.
Villa showed his class with two fine strikes ahead of his spot-kick faux pas and they could have had many, many more.
The Spaniards are everything you could possibly want from a football team. The only glum face belonged to their coach who looks like a cross between Manuel and Ted Glen from Postman Pat.
During the past couple of days England players have been at pains to insist they are all singing from the same hymnsheet.
Grabbing a copy of Spain’s script would be a good move. Get it right and Slovenia will be beaten out of sight. DECISIONS, decisions, decisions. It’s simultaneous matches from now until Friday as the group stages of the World Cup come to a close.
Today’s choices are simple. Watch France fall apart at 3pm and then check out the Argies as they have a smashing time against Greece at 7.30pm.
SPARE a thought for North Korea.
They had one hell of a rough ride on their way to the World Cup and then received one hell of a good hiding yesterday.
The Koreans have been struck down by food poisoning in Oman, been caught in an earthquake in Chile and lost their bags in Venezuela.
Then they were pulverised 7-0 by Portugal in the first-ever match to be shown live in their country.
I SEE we have two more fully paidup members of the Steven Taylor Amateur Dramatics Club.
Ivory Coast man Kader Keita shamefully earned Kaka a sending off on Sunday night with his disgraceful faking of injury.
Keita should never be allowed to forget his pathetic behaviour and if Sven-Goran Eriksson had an ounce of decency, he would pack him off home.
Even by today’s low standards of on-pitch conduct, that was despi- cable - right up there with Slaven Bilic’s scandalous play-acting at France ’98 which cost Laurent Blanc a place in the final.
And Chile’s Jean Beasejour soon followed him into the club yesterday after slumping to the deck like he had been on the receiving end of a Stone Cold Stunner.
Beasejour had actually been caught by the back of Swiss ace Valon Behrami’s arm when in the process of attempting to undress him.
But whereas Kaka will rightly be feeling aggrieved – Behrami can have few complaints however hard the contact might have been.
Keep your arms down, son and you don’t have a problem.
That piece of exaggeration aside I did enjoy the engrossing Group H battle between the irresistible force (the Chile attack) and the immovable object (the Swiss defence).
Those two ingredients made for a cracking recipe but the dish was in danger of being destroyed by its Delia – Saudi official Khalil Al Ghamdi, who dished out nine yellow cards in addition to Behrami’s red.
In the end a solitary goal from onetime rubbish Liverpool winger Mark Gonzalez did the trick to leave Chile on the verge of the last 16.