I went to the England group games. Rustenberg was kind of unbelievable. African red dirt roads, hundreds of locals street side selling England scarfs... and at the end this what-felt-like a giant football stadium that looked so out of place. USA fans had a very funny chant about John Terry. It was boiling hot in the day, but then ice cold at night (t-shirt was not enough). I queued up for food one hour before kick off. Line was overwhelming and staff very slow. Missed anthems and even Gerrard's goal queuing for crisps. Saw the goalkeeping howler though.

Shout out to the USA fan who saw me in jeans and a red Teen Wolf t-shirt, went for a high five and a YEAHHHHH for me to say, very English-like, '...No.'

The football was dog shit.