So, as Euro 2012 reaches its mid-way point, what do we think of it so far? The tournament has not quite caught fire yet – despite some fans setting off alarmingly dangerous flares during matches – but it is building into an intriguing contest.
It is also providing some release to a continent beset by economic strife. Although, as Europe faces political turbulence and city riots, and finds its common currency in a penalty shoot-out, it’s comforting to see some reliable certainties from its four-yearly football tournament: Spain’s intrinsic grasp of the beautiful game; Italy the perennial slow-starters; the self-imploding, moody Dutch (most four-year-olds would have been proud of winger Arjen Robben’s super-strop); England huffing and puffing their way to inevitable disappointment; and, as ever, the Irish and their fans showing everyone how to get along – if not compete in football matches at international level.
The tournament is providing some release to a continent beset by economic strife
Of course, old rivalries – sometimes centuries old – always get a good airing. The Poland vs Russia match was particularly edgy, even occurring on Russia Day just to ramp up the tension, and Germany vs the Netherlands was its customary bitterly-fought affair.
Then there’s the haircuts (Rooney’s Nobby Stiles cast-off, Ronaldo’s half-time follicle makeover), the wild jubilation (Greece celebrated reaching the quarter-finals like, ahem, there’s no tomorrow), and the real competition: Aunty Beeb vs ITV.
Whilst Gary Lineker and co are turning in their usual brand of easy-going, comprehensive coverage, ITV are surely playing the better game. Anchor Adrian Chiles’ blend of professionalism and Black Country matey-ness is scoring well, and pundits Gareth Southgate and Roy Keane are providing some meaty analysis, with a side order of bitchiness from the latter (“Some of those Irish players think they’re world class!”)
As for their BBC counterparts, a sick parrot could muster a less jaded response than Alan ‘seen it all before’ Hansen, and ex-Dutch international Clarence Seedorf seems like a charming fella, but his laid-back punditry is more sleep-inducing than a Roy Hodgson team-talk.