Sunday, 31 July 2022

England vs. Germany - Women's Euros 2022 Final

The big day is here – after a month’s worth of the finest European women’s football being played in such diverse locations as Leigh and London, Brighton and Rotherham, Sheffield and Southampton – it’s the final at Wembley. Nearly 90,000 people will be making their way to the home of English football today to be part of the largest-attended women’s European football match – and I’m one of them. And it’s only hosts England playing Germany!


The interest in the England team has skyrocketed in the last week – it’s been covered on the rolling news channels, it’s taken over national conversation on social media and pubs have been advertising their showing of the final. Even at 9am on a train platform in Wigan, there are groups of people wearing England shirts waiting for their transport to London. Even when I arrive and go for a mooch around Westminster, people are wearing England shirts and carrying flags around there too – the whole country has been enraptured by the team’s progress and are hopeful of victory.

Part of this interest has been the success of the men’s side in the last few years – although they haven’t won anything, the ‘success’ they’ve had is reaching the latter stages of tournaments which has encouraged people to be part of the England-watching experience. We’ve all seen the videos; crowds of people congregating in homes, pubs and outdoor spaces across the country, reacting to the drama being played out. The community feeling that football provides has inspired people – and the women’s side have continued that. Hopefully, they can go one step further and actually win something today!

The contrast between this appearance in a Euros final for England and the last one – in 2009 when they lost 6-2 – could not be starker. I doubt even 95% of people watching the game today watched that one – the women’s game in England was still mostly semi-pro back then, and was given scant coverage. Germany have dominated European women’s football, winning this competition eight times. However, thanks to the investment and onset of professionalism in the women’s game across the world within the last couple of decades, other countries have started to catch up – the same is true of the USA, who were quick to organise and professionalise their teams. Now more teams have ‘caught up’, they’re finding themselves up against genuine competition. England are in a great position because they have the infrastructure and clubs already in place thanks to the successful men’s game in the country – all they need is more investment and interest to grow further. And while this tournament has already been a success, an England win today will go a long way to boost investment and interest even further.

I have a couple of pints around Westminster (please don’t ask how much it cost me!), taking in all the sights – even having a lovely, cool (expensive) cider on the Thames in the neat Tattersall Castle boat-bar! It’s nice and relaxing – the boat is docked, but the deck is entirely open, so you can just sit there, enjoying the experience of being on water, while looking at the London Eye and the rest of the landmarks in the distance. I make my way to the stadium from Wembley Central tube – it’s the furthest away of all the stations within a mile, so I figured it would be the less busy. Naturally, there are throngs of people in England shirts hanging around the streets leading down to the stadium – a nice mix of genders and ages too; the same family mix we’ve seen throughout the tournament.


I was slightly fortunate to get a ticket for today, as I got it during the resale period. I did apply for one during the initial sales, but was unsuccessful – again, showing how popular this competition has been. But I’m in, in what will be my first major tournament final (well, since the 2013 FA Cup final, anyway!) and I can’t help but be awed at the occasion. I’m sat in the top tier of the North Stand – a £30 ‘category 2’ ticket, pretty much bang on halfway, the players tunnel directly below – and I’m looking on at the dancing and singing going on in the centre of the pitch. I’ve no idea what’s going on, but it looks pretty enough, and people seem to be enjoying themselves! Before long, the teams are out, the anthems are played and the game begins – England playing their strongest side, while Germany are missing star player, Alexandra Popp. The forward grabbed both goals in a 2-1 victory against France in their semi-final and her absence is undoubtedly a boost for England – can we press on and dominate the game in front of this expectant home crowd?

As it happens, the first half was a chess match. England perhaps edged it; having the better of the play without creating much in the way of a clear-cut chance. Saying that, Germany had the best opportunity when a scramble occurred, and Mary Earps had to jump onto the loose ball. Nerves are jangling throughout the stadium, everyone gripped by the action – the German supporters are here in big numbers and have not stopped waving flags throughout the game.

Those nerves get more fraught at the start of the second half as Germany dominate for ten minutes – creating two great chances. Earps saves one, while another goes wide. England manager Sarina Wiegman clearly identifies the issue and remedies it by bringing on Manchester United teammates Ella Toone and Alessia Russo – the attacking midfielder and striker have a good partnership at club level and it’s something that’s already worked for England too, with both combining for Toone’s equaliser against Spain the quarter-final.

Despite the pressure, most people inside the stadium are up on their feet soon after – and it’s a brilliant moment; an example of the great quality that can be found in the women’s game. A Germany attack is absorbed by the England defence, Georgia Stanway protects the ball, pushes forward into space before dropping it back to midfield partner, Keira Walsh. Walsh looks up before hitting a 40-yard pass towards the speeding Toone – she takes one touch on the edge of the box and with the keeper bearing down on her, deftly lifts the ball over the keeper’s head and into the net. The pass from Walsh was fantastic – the vision and technique that was needed was absolutely high-quality stuff. And the finish? Such coolness to produce something like that on an occasion such as this.

To make it even better, England scored with only ten players on the pitch as Beth Mead was by the side, getting treatment. Sadly, for her – and England – she has to be substituted, with Chloe Kelly replacing her. With quite a bit of time left, Germany naturally come out fighting – England are looking a little leggy and the Germans exploit this, finding space with their quick passes. On one of their forays into the England half, they create a great opportunity – a shot that cannons back off the bar, with the rebound falling gratefully into the hands of Earps. The pressure is well and truly on, the supporters around me recognise this and up the rate of chants – a chorus of Sweet Caroline even breaks out! This is the first time that I’ve heard people sing it during a match, as it’s usually been utilised as a ‘celebration song’. I don’t mind Neil Diamond, but it sounds better with (mostly) female voices singing it!

But it’s all in vain – with barely ten minutes to go, Germany equalise – and it’s a brilliantly-worked goal. After an England ball forward is intercepted, the Germans move from halfway, down the right side of the pitch putting together several short passes. England can’t get near the ball as it’s slipped from player-to-player and eventually, it’s played inside the penalty area from the right and Lina Magull runs onto the ball, opening up her body to strike first-time into the roof of the net. It’s a great finish and it has somewhat of a deflating effect on the crowd – we’re still ten minutes or so from full-time, but everyone knows this game is going to extra-time. This is an England football team we’re watching here; they never do things the easy way!

And guess what? It goes to extra-time! On 88 minutes, to address the issue of the midfield being overrun, Wiegman sent on Jill Scott for Stanway – now 35 years-old, Scott played in that 2009 final and has been a stalwart in the England team ever since. If there’s anyone who has the experience to guide this beleaguered England team – and supporters – through this tough period of the match, it’s her. The supporters are immediately buoyed by her introduction, cheering her introduction with newly-found optimism.

England start extra-time with renewed energy, but the game reverts back to the chess match we saw in the first half – who will make the first move? It’s the second half of extra time when the moment arrives. England have the ball at the back, trying to draw the Germans to them but they’re not taking the bait – in fact, England give them a sniff with an under-hit backpass that Earps has to boots out wide. The ball is picked up and played towards Scott who bustles past two players to win a throw-in. It’s taken towards Kelly, who tries to turn away from her marker, but the ball is blocked for a corner. Hemp steps up to take it, whipping the ball towards a crowd of players – Lucy Bronze seems to get a thigh on the ball, it’s blocked but Kelly is on hand to poke the rebound past the keeper and into the net. A wall of sound erupts, Kelly spins away from the crowd of players and starts to lift up her shirt – but she looks at the ref for some reason – but then she realises everything is good, so completes the whipping off of her shirt and swings it around her head as she runs away, followed by her teammates. What an image! Also one of the scruffiest goals you’ll ever see – a stark contrast to the two goals from earlier – but who cares about that?!?!? England lead in extra time of the European Championship final, and there’s ten minutes left. Surely they can’t let Germany back into the game again?


Despite throwing everything at England, Germany cannot create that one chance – England look knackered, but so do Germany – the last action of the match is a clearance towards Jill Scott and it’s a fitting moment that it’s her who gets the final touch before the referee blows for full-time. England have done it! European Champions for the first time! I notice for the first time just the sheer number of kids who are near me – as their parents are hugging them, holding them up in the air or even chucking them around! Such a special moment to share; an unforgettable memory for parent and child. How inspiring would it be for one of your earliest football memories to be watching England win a trophy? Much has been made about the potential for this tournament to encourage the next generation to take up football – yes even boys, as well as girls. We live in an era where watching football at the men’s top level is unreachable for families – it’s so different here. If this game can persuade parents to take their kids to a match during the regular season, it’s been a massive success.

‘Three Lions’ was played immediately after the final whistle to celebrate the win – ironically enough, yesterday was the anniversary of the England men winning the World Cup at the old Wembley against West Germany 56 years ago! I watch, still with a sense of disbelief, as England captain Leah Williamson lifts the trophy with her teammates around her and an explosion of glitter engulfs them. Let’s hope it doesn’t take another 56 years for an England senior team to win something! A huge amount of credit has to go to Serena Wiegman – this is her second successive Euros win after she lifted the trophy last time with her native Netherlands. She moulded together a team with youth and experience, playing some exciting football – but crucially, she was able to make the right tactical and personnel changes at the right times.


In the queue for Wembley Park tube after the match – I somehow got lost and went to that station instead (!!!) – a musician is banging out Three Lions and Sweet Caroline on his guitar. I can’t help but think about a video message from Williamson that was played at Old Trafford before that first match, passionately telling everyone to go and see a WSL game. It’s been a brilliant tournament – even without the England success – crowds have flocked to it, so hopefully it’s just the start of the women’s game in this country establishing itself as a major player in the sporting calendar.

As people started to drift away from the stands earlier, one of my last sights was of the England players sliding face-first into the sea of glitter while Queen’s ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’ was playing! Such a great image to end with – ‘having a good time’ indeed!

England 2
(Toone, 62. Kelly, 110)

Germany 0
(Magull, 79)

Attendance: 87,192

Tuesday, 26 July 2022

England vs. Sweden - Women's Euros 2022 Semi-Final

As it turned out, the rails were too hot to run trains on (what a thing to write), so I had to miss the Italy-Belgium game in Group D that I had a ticket for – however, advanced planning has got me all excited today (again, what a thing to write), as I’m at Sheffield United’s Bramall Lane to watch a Women’s Euro 2022 semi-final – and it’s only England vs. Sweden!



Before the tickets went on sale for the tournament, I plotted England’s route through if they won all their games – winning their group and the subsequent quarter-final would see them here while finishing as runners-up and a win in the quarters would have seen them play in Milton Keynes. So, with much hope, I applied and managed to obtain a ticket for a game in Sheffield that no confirmed teams playing in it. Thankfully, England DID win their group and got through their first knockout game, so now I could see them potentially get through to the final tonight, as they take on Sweden – who I saw in my last game, as they took apart Portugal five-nil.

However, this fixture very nearly didn’t happen – Spain were just a couple of minutes away from beating England in the last round before Ella Toone popped up with a late equaliser; volleying in from an Alessia Russo-headed knock-down. The nature of Russo’s header caused controversy within the Spanish camp – they believe that Russo had elbowed their defender as she jumped. I would say this as an England supporter BUT it wasn’t a foul in my book; her arm ‘gently brushed’ her opponent after she had won the header, so no advantage was gained. Would I be saying this if it was the other way round? Honestly, I can’t say – I would like to think so; with V.A.R. in place, I guess we have to give it the benefit of the doubt. They didn’t think it was worthy of bringing the incident to the referee’s attention, so what else can you say? If several referring professionals don’t think it’s a foul, then

The match was very gripping to watch – after a first half in which both sides traded large periods of possession, Spain grew into it and dominated the second half; their goal being a well-worked move that has become a trademark of Spanish teams at all levels. They very nearly sealed the game not long later, when a cross looped towards the top corner of the net, which Mary Earps did brilliantly to claw away (especially with her having to back-pedal to reach the ball). Just as it seemed hopeless, England put in a cross, Russo produced a brilliant knock-down (with no hint of a foul whatsoever), and Toone volleyed in to force extra-time. Spain were 5 minutes from winning and this seemed to put them on the back-foot at the start of ET – Georgia Stanway received the ball in the centre of the park, took a great touch into space, she wasn’t challenged as she approached the area and let out a shot from 20 yards that rocketed into the top corner. A brilliant goal, worthy of winning any game – which it did! England beating one of the favourites to seal a place in the semi-final here tonight.

As you might imagine, a rush for tickets kicked off as soon as the match was over – people desperately clamouring for information on how to get a hold of the few remaining tickets that were held back for sale. This wasn’t an issue for me of course – I had booked my ticket and hotel months ago, but it was somewhat heartening to see so many people interested in wanting to be part of cheering the England women’s team to a potential final. And some would have you believe that nobody cares about women’s football.

Once I arrive in Sheffield and check-in, I go for a potter about (to find a pub) and already see plenty of people – adults, kids, families – walking around with England tops on. We’re still five hours before kick-off at this point! Choosing Bramall Lane as a semi-final venue is very apt – it’s the oldest ground to continuously host professional football. So, if England do get through tonight, it will have witnessed another major milestone in the development of women’s football in this country.

I’m sat in the Kop Stand, which I’ve been to before during my ‘doing the 92’ series, ‘Playing Offside’ (yes, it’s an obvious plug!) This is one of the most unique stands still left in English football – the stand is built on a hill, so the walk up to it is done via a steep staircase, with the smells of old pipe smoke, beer and greasy chip butties enveloping you. The catering facilities and toilets are at the bottom of the hill, so I’d imagine this helps to keep people in their seats for the majority of a match – no quick and easy visits to the toilet during play. In today’s era of ‘super mega stadiums’, it’s easy to see some bright spark licking their lips at the prospect of landscaping this area and redeveloping it into a brand-new stand with corporate facilities – there’s certainly room for it. However, despite Sheffield Unite’s flirts with the Premier League, the stand remains, hopefully for another hundred years – standing as a reminder of how football used to be, while still being part of its future.

The atmosphere, as you would expect, is fantastic pre-kick-off – most people wearing white England shirts, brandishing flags and singing songs. It’s badly needed, as the opening half hour is very tense – Sweden having the better of the play, playing very much like I saw them in Leigh the other week. Earps has to react quickly to save her side on two occasions – she’s also beaten from a corner when an attack gets in front of her and heads onto the bar. England, however, started to take a grip on the game, dominating the play – and their pressure tells on 35 minutes. England break down the left, towards the Kop and put in a cross – which missed everyone in the area. Lucy Bronze has caught up on the opposite flank though, and the right-back collects the ball, plays it to Beth Mead in the centre, back-to-goal, she takes a touch, turns and volleys the ball into the corner. It was a great finish – happening right in front of me, and even I couldn’t help but jump up with everyone as it hit the back of the net. Don’t think I even did that at Old Trafford!

Half-time arrives and England manage to control the game to go in 1-up – it’s still tense though; Sweden have been putting pressure on the England backline, who seem to enjoy passing it around, almost daring their opponents to press them so they’ll leave gaps in-behind. That’s how England’s goal was scored, to be fair – but all it takes is one slip and the Swedes will be on top again. I nip down the hill to use the facilities but before I head back into the stand, I stand atop the hill and take in the sights of Sheffield that are visible – I doubt there are many UEFA-standard stadiums whose city you can see whilst standing inside it!


Any tension that may have been exorcised in those toilets at half-time (again, what a sentence to write!) will not be making a comeback thanks to England’s early actions in the second half. They win a corner which is hit beyond the crowd of players in the middle, towards Bronze – who for some reason is unmarked – and she gets her full forehead onto the ball, and it ends up finding its way into the corner, across goal. For me, it’s a clear goal – I don’t understand why she was unmarked or how the ball found its way in – but there’s a V.A.R. check for an apparent offside/obstruction of the keeper. After a nervous wait, the goal stands, and everyone jumps up in excited celebration once again – not me though, I’m very much a ‘two goal lead is a dangerous lead type of person!’. We need at least another five here for me to be certain!

The start of second half’s are usually pretty quiet in terms of atmosphere – everyone’s just come back from a break, so it takes a bit to get things going (this applies to the players as well as the supporters!) Thanks to the early goal, it has generated the same sort of atmosphere that I experienced in the first half, only it’s slightly more frantic now the England supporters believe that their team has one boot in the final. There’s a large contingent of Swedes here too – dotted around the ground (they’re wearing yellow, so very easy to see amongst the England white!), but there’s also a concentrated ground in the corner of the stand to my left. They’re singing ‘Sverige’ (Sweden) along with the unique tune that I heard in Leigh – a progressively up-tempo clapping of hands, in the vein of Iceland’s ‘thunderclap’. It’s very impressive to still hear them loud and clear, amongst all the England supporters.

Another impressive entity during this tournament has been Mary Earps. She’s very much a ‘no nonsense’ type of goalkeeper – doesn’t believe in that ‘zonal marking’ stuff; when she sees the ball, she comes for it. She’s at it again now – Sweden put some pressure on the England goal, force a corner and after the kick is flicked on, they look like they’re going to put it in at the back post. Nope, Earps, all 5ft 7in of her, somehow springs across the goal to tip the ball over. I’ve plenty of ‘critics’ of the women’s game cite the quality of goalkeeping as a major issue, but when you watch Earps making saves like that – in a goal whose dimensions were designed for men, by the way – it makes a mockery of their complaints, really.

As if to address another common complaint that people have of the women’s game – it doesn’t contain a large degree of technical brilliance – the next big moment of the match makes a mockery of that too. England are advancing on the Sweden defence with Georgia Stanway carrying the ball – she slips the ball beyond the defence towards Fran Kirby. The attacking midfielder carries on to the six-yard box before playing it across to Russo – she shoots, but the Sweden keeper saves with her legs. The ball goes to the right where Russo follows it; she holds off two defenders before backheeling it towards goal – and through the keeper’s legs and into the back of the net! It was a brilliant finish – an unexpected moment that nobody expected – least of all the Swedish keeper! My favourite thing about this moment though was that Russo went sprinting over to Earps to celebrate with her; without her save a few moments ago, the score could so easily have been 2-1, instead it’s 3-0 – the margins of football, which Russo clearly recognised. ‘Football’s Coming Home’ is now ringing around Bramall Lane, as everyone believes this is the clincher. Not me though – JUST CALM DOWN! (I think to myself).

However, even I’m inspired to celebrate a bit not long later as England get a fourth – and in some style, once again. With Sweden pushing players as high as they can, there are large gaps of space opening up, so when England turn the ball over, they quickly find Kirby in space, who’s being tracked by two defenders. From just outside the area, she takes a touch before dinking it over the goalkeeper, who – despite getting a big hand on the ball – cannot prevent it from dropping into the corner. Kirby runs off to knee-slide in front of the jubilant supporters, and she’s quickly mobbed by her teammates.


England see the game out masterfully from there, sparking more chants of Three Lions and ‘Sweet Caroline’ (which I’ll never understand how that became an England anthem!) Just to sum up the feelings inside the ground, the majority of the crowd stayed for a good fifteen minutes after the final whistle to applaud both sides – feels weird to say this, especially after your team has just won 4-0, but my player of the match was the goalkeeper. Those early saves – and the one later, while England were defending that ‘dangerous lead’ – gave the team a platform from which to build from.

So, England are into the final – their first appearance in the Euros final since 2009, when the all-conquering Germany swept them aside, 6-2. Their opponents in the 2022 final? It’s only Germany! However, we have home advantage this time – can football finally ‘come home’? I’m delighted to say that I’ll be there to witness it, anyway.

Come on England!


England 4
(Mead, 34. Bronze, 48. Russo, 68. Kirby, 76)

Sweden 0

Attendance: 28,624

Sunday, 17 July 2022

Sweden vs. Portugal - Women's Euros 2022

The 2022 Women’s European Championships have been rattling along nicely – attendance records have been tumbling as more people become enraptured by the entertaining tournament football on display. I was so enthralled by my last game at Leigh Sports Village that I’ve spent the week watching the ticket resales like a hawk – as soon as some were released for the final round of Group C games, I swooped in and nabbed one for the Sweden vs. Portugal match.


In addition to this game today, I’ve got a ticket to see Italy and Belgium at the Manchester City Academy Stadium tomorrow – well, that’s the plan anyway. The heatwave that has been battering the country all week has kept on going, getting so bad that train lines have been overheating and as a result, the majority of local train services have been cancelled. I’ve got no other reasonable method of getting to Manchester tomorrow other than the train, so if I do end up missing that match (it only cost me a tenner), at least I’ve got this one to watch!

Leigh played host to the Netherlands-Portugal game in the week, with the Dutch – defending Euros champions – running out 3-2 winners in front of a crowd of 7,000 (pretty much a capacity, considering the restrictions in place). While editing this post a few days after the game, I happened upon a BBC article on the game which showcased Leigh as hosts – Dutch FA press officer, Daan Schippers commenting that “I have to be honest and say I had really heard of Leigh before Euro 2022. I know about Wigan next door because they used to have some good Dutch players in the Premier League, but Leigh? Not so much.” Nevertheless, Dutch supporters (and Portugal’s, Sweden’s and Switzerland’s) have taken to the streets of Leigh and partied hard, no doubt helping to swell the coffers of local traders. This for me is another positive of hosting matches in smaller stadiums in locations like this – when else would they get the chance?

On arrival at the Sports Village, I headed straight into the Whistling Wren pub for some refuelling – no messing about. The interior is pretty much deserted because everyone is outside, many of them lying down on the grass to catch the sun or cool down. I get a pint of chilly cider and go and stand outside – just to make it clear how warm it is, I’m wearing shorts for the first time this year – so you know it’s pretty serious. Despite the hot and sticky weather, it’s not prevented the many Swedes here from singing and dancing – I don’t know how they do it. As for their side, the permutations are simple – if they avoid defeat, they’re through. As for the Portuguese, the defeat to the Netherlands means that they have to win today and hope the Dutch avoid losing to Switzerland.

The late booking has gotten me a front-row seat – I’m sat on row A of the South Stand, which Is situated behind the goal. In front is the empty terrace, but I can’t see much of it because some photographers are sitting in the way! All of a sudden I understand why these tickets were released late – clearly, they wait to see how many they sell in total before issuing these ‘obstructed view’ tickets! Nevertheless, I enjoy the irony of taking a photo of the photographers and appreciate being so close to the action – I feel like I’m more a part of the action by being at pitch level. I can see what’s in the physio’s bag and everything!

The first twenty minutes are pretty even, not much in the way of clear-cut chances – then everything goes mental. For whatever reason (presumably because they’ve conceded six goals in two games) Portugal have replaced Ines Pereira – who I thought was excellent when I last saw her against Switzerland, despite her wearing tights in 25+ degree weather – with Patrica Morias. Her first meaningful contribution sees her punch away a corner kick – but it drops to the edge of the area where Filippa Angeldahl is stood and she sidefoots the ball in. I’m sat right near this and get a great view – and the players come over and start celebrating.

A couple of minutes later, the referee calls for a water break and the PA takes it upon themselves to play some upbeat, rave-style music. The women in the crowd seem to love it, booging along. The men, less so. ‘Ashen-faced’ is the best word to describe the reactions to what I’m seeing as I look around right now. Sweden think they’ve got a second goal just a few minutes before half-time as a ball is slipped through the defence and an attack slides past Morias – but she’s flagged offside. It takes some time for the Sweden supporters to realise – the game restarts and some are still celebrating! However, they’re able to resume their revelries not long later as a free-kick from out wide is played to the edge of the area and once again, Angeldahl (what a delightful name, by the way!) smashes the ball in. Portugal were too slow to react to the obvious set piece routine – not a single player anywhere near the edge of the area. I did some Googling after the match and learned that ‘Dahl’ – which seems to be a common name in Sweden – means ‘valley’. So ‘Angel Valley’ has just bagged her second goal. How lovely!

Seven minutes have been added on at the end of the half due to Portugal’s Catarina Amado picking up an injury, from which she went off – and Sweden take full advantage of the extra time. Once again, Portugal are all over the place at the back – a mix-up sees an attack bare down on goal, but Morias does well to close down and get her body behind the resulting shot to deflect it out for a corner. It’s going to be the last action of the half and as the ball is swung in towards an attacker, defending centre-back Carole Costa gets her head to it but instead of getting enough contact on it to send it forward, it loops off her head, behind her and into the corner. 3-nil at half-time, all goals coming from a set-piece – all avoidable. They’ve fought back from being 2 down in each of the previous two games (although the Netherlands ended up scoring a winning third goal last time) and now they’ve got 3 goals to claw back – they must be simultaneously both the best and worst team at this tournament for entertainment?

Funnily enough, they do come out for the second half lively enough, with several raids down the Sweden end, without creating much in the way of clear-cut chances. I think we’re seeing the differences on display right there – both sides are equally good at playing in a ‘technical’ sense (i.e., they can do the basics right, kicking the ball about and such), but Sweeden are just tactically better; they can organise themselves better, defending their own area and using the time they have with the ball more effectively.

Sadly, we aren’t in for another epic Portuguese comeback for the third game in a row as the Swedes soon wrap up the win from the penalty spot. An intended chip into the area is adjudged to have hit a defender’s hand and the ref immediately gives the pen. Kosovare Asllani steps up to take it – the former Manchester City attacking midfielder strikes it well enough, just beyond the outstretched hand of Morias and into the corner. There may not be any supporters on that terrace behind the goal to celebrate with, but the throng of yellow in the West Stand more than make up for that – the noise they make as the fourth goal sealed their passage into the knockout stages washed over the stadium. They’ve created a great atmosphere throughout the game, especially with this unique clapping tune – it’s sort of like the Icelandic ‘Thunderclap’ that was prevalent during the men’s Euros of 2016 and has since been copied (dreadfully) by many others.


This is another thing I enjoy about these tournament games – the opportunity to see how unique different sets of supporters are. Having travelled around the country to see football at every ground in the 92, the atmospheres (bar a few) are the same – they sing the same songs, wear the same clothes (looking at you, Stone Island Boys) and people just generally have the same banter. It just isn’t interesting – it feels like crowds ‘go through the motions’, which I think often transmits down to the pitch. Tournament football is different; people here are representing their country in a sense, so they go the extra mile to transmit that. While supporters of both sides here are dotted around the three stands, it's in the West (Portugal) and East (Sweden) where both groups have been concentrated. Portugal have been constantly waving their flags and banging drums, whereas Sweden are dancing around, wearing their bright yellow shirts and chanting. It's nice and good-natured too (thanks to the language barrier, no doubt!), which makes a nice change!

Sweden think they’ve got a fifth when Portugal yet again do not deal with a set piece, and the ball is eventually squeezed in. However, the V.A.R has seen something and after a long wait, the ref cancels the goal, much to the chagrin of the supporters who had once again, expended some energy in jumping around! Portugal do create a couple of opportunities late on – but they either go wide and over, not even close to troubling the Swedish goalkeeper. In fact, people in the crowd are more in danger.


As soon as the PA announced that four minutes of added time, Sweden do get their fifth – and it’s NOT from a set piece! Some quick passing see Stina Blackstenius played into space on the edge of the area, and after taking a touch she hits a looping shot into the top corner – no chance for Morias. It’s a great finish and tops off a strong performance from the Swedes – while they’ve been the beneficiaries of some weak defending at set pieces, they’ve controlled the game and haven’t given the Portuguese any real sniff of a clear-cut chance. Saying that, there’s a Portuguese supporter behind me who screams her head off late in added time as she believes one of her players is bundled over inside the area. Definitely not a foul – the Swedish player was just too strong – but even at 5-nil down, it was good to see such passion from a supporter, I suppose! (I’ve no idea what she said, mind – it was all in Portuguese!)

It finishes 5-0 to Sweden and they along with the Netherlands (who ended up beating Switzerland 4-1 at the same time this match was being played) will go through to the quarter-finals. It’s been another great watch here in Leigh once again – not as competitive as the previous game, but it at least had a near-capacity crowd that created a nice occasion on this extremely hot day. Although this was Portugal’s third straight game here, so I’m not sure how they feel about it!

Sweden 5
(Angeldahl, 21, 45. C. Costa (OG), 45. Asllani, 54. Blackstenius, 90)

Portugal 0

Attendance: 7,118

Saturday, 9 July 2022

Portugal vs. Switzerland - Women's Euros 2022

It’s hot today – and it’s not just the weather. The political contentions have been continuing all week over Leigh Sports Village being designated as ‘Wigan & Leigh’ rather than just ‘Leigh’ – culminating in the UEFA Twitter accounting posting a tournament promotional video of all host cities that contained locations in Wigan! The people of Leigh aren’t best pleased, Wiganers like me are smirking – but nevertheless, I’m at Leigh Sports Village today, in the Metropolitan Borough of Wigan, to see the opening game of Group C in the Women’s European Championships of 2022 – Portugal vs. Switzerland.

The choice of Leigh as a ‘host city’ was seen as an odd one by some – it’s a town that’s severely underserved by public transport – it doesn’t have a train station or tram stop, despite it having a population of more than 40,000. However, the stadium – which, aside from Leigh rugby league, is also home to Manchester United Women – is well-connected by road, lying right next to the A579. Clearly, it’s the stadium’s experience of hosting women’s football that has got it the gig – with a capacity of 12,000 (which is going to be reduced, due to the terracing behind one of the goals not able to be used in the UEFA tournaments), it lessens the chances of there being large swathes of empty seats and dead atmospheres.

This same line of thinking has seen Brentford’s new stadium (capacity of 17,250 all-seated) and Manchester City’s Academy Stadium (4000 seats) being chosen as Euro 2022 hosts too. Again, people have criticised these choices, but they strike me as being intelligent picks – women’s football just isn’t at the level where it’s able to attract the kinds of crowds that warrant larger stadiums yet. With these choices, there’s more chance that the games will be sold out, helping to boost the atmosphere and make the women’s game look like the growing ‘product’ that it is. As much as I would love to see these games held at the DW Stadium (for example), it’s more than double the capacity of the stadium in Leigh, so makes no sense to host it there – aside from a larger number of empty seats, it would cost more to hire (and the roads are notoriously horrendous, believe me!) So, I’m content with these matches being held in Leigh and my town being credited as ‘hosts’ despite not being hosts!

Saying all that, I still didn’t expect a match between Portugal and Switzerland in Leigh to be heavily attended, so imagine my surprise when I rocked up to the stadium’s East Stand 15 minutes before kick-off and saw queues formed at every turnstile! The closing of the terrace has wiped around 3000 off the capacity, so we’re playing with around 9,000 seats here – probably less, what with other UEFA regulations demanding more space to be made available, and it seems we’re at least two-thirds full here today. Not bad, for a town with little public transport options. Manchester United usually lay on shuttle buses from Old Trafford to the LSV and tournament organisers have done the same for today, from the centre of Manchester. Despite its size, the queue is going down smoothly enough – the electronic tickets delivered via the UEFA app doing their job seamlessly. Once inside, I’m immediately met with a wall of red-and-green, and girl – there seems to be plenty of Portugal supporters here, resplendent in shirts and carrying flags, chattering excitingly. Once into the stand, there’s even more of them – singing and banging drums. It’s a great atmosphere already, and the game’s not even started!


Portugal aren’t supposed to be here, really – they lost to Russia in the qualifying play-offs. However, following Russia’s banning from pretty much all sporting competitions due to their country’s invasion of Ukraine, the Portuguese were given their place – with only two months to prepare. Eight weeks might sound like more than enough time, but when you’ve got players and staff littered all over Europe with pre-booked holidays and other summer activities planned, it must have been hectic to get everything in place in time. At least the weather is something akin to what they’ll be used to – I’m sat just a few rows up from the pitch, and it feels very humid. I’ve not even brought a jacket, which just proves how hot it is!

After the teams come out and anthems are played, the Swiss take just two minutes to cut through the Portugal defence. There aren’t as many visible Swiss supporters near me, but I do notice them dotted around the ground when midfielder Coumba Sow shoots from 25 yards; the ball nestling beautifully into the bottom corner of the net. It was a great finish – and it got even better for them, just a couple of minutes later when defender Rahel Kiwic headed in from a free-kick. Portugal are all over the place – perhaps they haven’t done all the prep they needed in time? Portugal goalkeeper, Ines Pereira, is wearing tights as well, which is doing my head in. It’s nearly 30 degrees out there!


Although the Portuguese do start to get to grips with the game from then on, the Swiss still look much better – zipping the ball about with ease, making their opponents chase it in the hot Leigh sun. What a mad sentence to write – I still can’t get over this international fixture taking place in Leigh! Half-time comes and goes, with me just about nipping into the refreshment queue and back to my seat with a bottle of pop just in time – even the queues are well-managed here. Despite their domination of the first, the Swiss start the second half sitting back – and Portugal take full advantage. After spending the first ten minutes of the half pressing and harrying the Swiss into making mistakes, the Portuguese create an attack down the right and force a series of corners. Coincidentally, I’m sat on this side, so I get a great view of the kick, which sees Diana Gomes rise highest to head towards goal, the keeper makes a great save, but the rebound fell to Gomez, who bundled home.


My Portuguese friends near me are hollering once again just seven minutes later as their side grab an equaliser – some confident short passing (which we rarely saw from them in the first half), produces a ball out wide; it’s crossed in and brilliantly side-footed into the corner by Jessica Silva. Portugal have gone more direct in this half, and it’s worked wonders – if you’ve ever seen Rocky II, it’s like when Rocky switched back to southpaw after being battered for 14 rounds, fighting with his right hand. All of a sudden, he looked more powerful and prime for a knock-out. It’s the best analogy I can give. Makes me wonder what would have happened if they weren’t two down at half-time. They probably wouldn’t have gone for it in such fashion.

After a nervy opening match between England and Austria, this one has been highly entertaining – plenty of great tactical and technical play, with the odd unforced error thrown in. After the shock of the comeback, Switzerland start to take control again and have their first chances of the second half – a good 20 minutes into it! First, an effort from out wide is touched over the bar by Ines and then a half-volley hits the top of the bar and goes over. They REALLY should be ahead with their next chance – some nice touches around the edge of the penalty area creates space for a shot at goal, which Ines gets down well to palm wide. She’s kept her side in this during the last six minutes, so maybe the tights are helping her in her work? Perhaps buoyed by these close shaves, Portugal get it together and hold the Swiss off – they even create a couple of chances of their own when an effort comes back off the post, and a ball across the face of goal is inches from being put away.

It finishes two-all and despite the Swiss creating most of the chances and looking slightly better on the ball at most points, I can’t begrudge the Portuguese a point – they struck at the right times (i.e. when they were on top – it frustrates me when sides fail to do this) and helped to create an entertaining end-to-end contest. I thought after two early goals that the Swiss would get a few more – especially considering Portugal’s initial failure to qualify, indicating that they’re perhaps not up to the same level. But no, the match was very competitive, which leads me to think that perhaps, the standard of international women’s football is indeed improving, year-on-year.

It's been a great day out in Leigh – the atmosphere was unexpectedly enjoyable, so I think I’ll try and get back here for another game!

Portugal 2
(Gomes, 58. J. Silva, 65)

Switzerland 2
(Sow, 2. Kiwic, 5)

Attendance: 5,902

Wednesday, 6 July 2022

England vs. Austria - Women's Euros 2022

I’m stood close to the top of the Stretford End, the famous home section behind one of the goals where the Manchester United faithful usually try and roar the ball into the back of the net. Today however, there are people of all ages here – not just the usual LADS ‘getting the [Stone Island] badge in’ or tourists clutching megastore bags – but equal numbers of men, women and children waving England flags, blowing air horns, flapping paper rattles and just generally making a nuisance of themselves. This wouldn’t do in men’s football – but this isn’t men’s football. It’s the opening game of the Women’s 2022 UEFA European Championships and I’m at Old Trafford to see hosts England take on Austria.


Earlier, I had made my way to Trafford Bar Metrolink, with the tram filling up with increasing numbers of England supporters at each stop. When I arrived, the streets were already awash with people, and it was a good one-and-a-half before kick-off! I popped into the pub immediately opposite the station, The Tollgate, which I would imagine would be difficult to do on a usual Old Trafford matchday. I get served straight away but in fairness, there was a decent enough number of people in there too, many of whom are women sporting the new England women’s away kit, which is orange (a reference to the Dutch manager, Sarina Wiegman, perhaps?)

This new kit caused chaos amongst viewers during England’s recent friendly with The Netherlands as The Dutch wore their white away shirts! Not only that – but get this – their manager, Mark Parsons, is English! So, we had a situation in which England, managed by a Dutchwoman, wore orange – traditionally the colours of The Netherlands – and The Netherlands, managed by an Englishman, wore white – traditionally the colours of England! Confusion aside, I like the orange away kit – aside from it looking striking (which you would imagine would be ideal if you want to pick out a teammate!), it’s a departure from what the men’s team have and therefore gives the women’s team something that I hope all women’s teams eventually strive for – their own identity. 

There are signs on the way to the ground directing to a ‘Fan Party’ – there’s going to be Fan Zones near each ground to build up the atmosphere for the game. These event spaces, usually taking place in a disused car park, have been growing within the English game in the last few years; offering a safe environment for supporters to enjoy themselves before the game, as well as for clubs to make an additional income stream. Being a miserable bugger, I give it a swerve (I also couldn’t find it, despite the signs), so I go straight to the stand I’m sitting in – and on the way in, notice there’s a nice atmosphere building outside too. There are banners of each host city tied to a fence facing the Stretford End of the stadium, and the ONLY one that was obscured, thanks to a French TV crew being stood in front of it, conducting interviews, was the Wigan & Leigh one! That’s right – despite Leigh Sports Village being one of the host stadiums, my town of Wigan has got itself involved thanks to Leigh being situated in the Metropolitan Borough of Wigan! It isn’t Wigan (just like how ‘Greater Manchester’ does not = Manchester) and Leythers aren’t best pleased with having their party crashed, but being from Wigan, I naturally find it very funny. Plus, council taxes from Wiganers did go towards building the stadium, so they should be grateful, really!

My seat is in the upper echelons of the Stretford End, and it takes me an age to get there – the last time I was this high, I was on a plane to Tenerife. The DJ is whipping up the crowd with some nightclub classics – Whitney Houston's 'I Want To Dance With Somebody' gets a raucous reception and sing and dance along. Sadly, Old Trafford doesn’t sell pints of whisky to cope with such things, so I stew in my despondency. Looking around, the number of women here becomes more apparent as they get up and boogie with each dance classic that plays – and it truly is great to see them attracted to see a football match in an atmosphere that’s far more comfortable for them. Even the average of men’s matches can see idiots in the crowd bawling out obscenities and aggressive nonsense, so it’s refreshing to see such an upbeat atmosphere. However, for me, the standout positive to so many women being here, is that there was no queue for the Gents.

The opening ceremony was decent enough – mercifully short, as most football tournament opening ceremonies are – but there was some slick dancing (I’ve seen Strictly Come Dancing, once, so I know what I’m talking about), and flag waving before the unfurling of banners detailing all teams and host cities (Wigan & Leigh lol), before a plethora of pyrotechnics went off, earning wonderous ‘ooohs’ from the crowd as they exploded into the sky (the fireworks, not the crowd).


The teams come out, anthems are played, and the match kicks off – and the crowd continue with the jovial atmosphere that was building up before. Air horns, clapping and waving of paper rattles accompanying England chants. Both sides play it tidily, as the ball sticks to the floor. One thing you might notice when you first watch a women’s game is that physicality isn’t as prevalent as it is in the men’s – you don’t often see a target woman stuck up front waiting for balls to be lobbed up at her, for example. As a result, the players seem to be more versatile – a great example is on display here, as Rachel Daly, who plays as a centre-forward for her club side in the US, is playing as a left-back for her country tonight. Another example is right-back Lucy Bronze, who had a spell playing in central midfield for England in recent years. Not saying this doesn’t happen in the men’s game, but certain positions and roles require certain attributes, so you don’t often male players playing in such differing positions.

The pivotal point of the match occurs 16 minutes in, as forward Beth Mead springs the Austrian offside trap and proceeds to lob the ball over the goalkeeper and in. But is it in? A defender seemed to get back in time to hook it off the line (and onto the bar before it bounced away) – I don’t know if the ref got a signal on her watch from the goal line technology that’s presumably installed, but the decision goes to V.A.R anyway – and it’s given. The Austrians aren’t pleased, but they don’t have any basis to argue!

After a somewhat tense start, with both sides exchanging periods of possession without creating much in the way of chances, we’re hoping England can settle down now and play some of the rapid back-to-front attacking football they’ve shown under Wiegman so far. To ‘help’ push them along, the supporters decide to start a Mexican Wave, and I notice people start to inch towards the edge of their seats in anticipation of it hitting where we’re sat. It arrives and everyone joyfully stands up – except me, of course. It’s all good fun and all, but it’s an English tradition to not join in with this kind of collectiveness, so I’m too set in my ways/miserable to join in.


The first half was decent enough – England dominated the ball after the goal, but Austria still look handy on the break. Lauren Hemp did have a great chance when put through one-on-one, but the Austrian keeper pulled off a good save, throwing her arm at the ball to divert it over. A finely poised game, then; hopefully we’ll see more goals – these are thoughts that I’m pondering while taking my sweet time in the men’s toilets, thanks to the plethora of space that’s afforded to me. As it turned out, nothing much happened in the second half, as both sides continued to struggle to create anything – the best chance being an Austrian shot from the left that England keeper, Mary Earps, was well-placed to turn around the post.

England largely managed to control the second half and despite looking threatening from set pieces, Austria couldn’t fashion any more chances. It was a hard-fought win for the hosts, who will be looking to be far more fluent in their play as the tournament progresses – they’re certainly capable of a lot more. You know what they say about tournament football – you have to ‘grow’ into it; start from a low base and work your way forwards. I hope for the sake of the tournament – and England in general – that we do indeed see this in the next few weeks.

The vast majority of the 68,000 crowd go home happy though – England have three points on the board, which is all that matters. As it turned out, this was a record crowd for the women’s European Championships, some 27,000 more than the previous record set in Germany in 2013. The prices have been fantastic and there have been some great deals for families attending – which has been criticised by some, which I find odd. Imagine criticising cheap ticket prices for a football match in 2022, especially considering the unaffordability of top level – and even some EFL clubs – in the men’s game. The crowd today exemplified what supporting a football team should be like – everyone enjoying the atmosphere, getting involved with songs, cheering on their team in tense desperation; it’s what watching football should be about.

They can leave the Mexican Wave alone though, no room for that.

England 1
(Mead, 16)

Austria 0

Attendance: 68,871

Tuesday, 5 July 2022

I'm Back! And There's A Major Tournament To Attend...

Hello! Long time no see! I never envisaged I would have been so busy since last August that
groundhopping had to take a backseat. Everything is (hopefully) in order now, so I’ll be back travelling around football grounds for the 2022/23 season. 

And it starts with a major tournament that’s kicking off tomorrow.

The Women’s European Championships is taking place in England and promises to be a great celebration (and examination of) the women’s game. Over 500,000 tickets have been sold and I’ve been fortunate enough to grab a ticket for five of the fixtures, including tomorrow’s opening game as England take on Austria at Old Trafford, as well as for the Final at Wembley at the end of the month.

I’ve been to a few women’s games for the purposes of this blog and each time it’s been an enjoyable watch – it offers a vastly different atmosphere to the men’s game (and that’s putting it lightly!), which I think is to its credit. I’ll probably expand on this more during the tournament, but I feel that the women’s game needs to offer something different to stand on its own – and there’s no doubt that this tournament offers a more ‘family friendly’ appeal which needs to be promoted throughout to try and get more people into enjoying the experience of supporting a football club.

Living in the North West has afforded me some decent games to attend in the next month – aside from the opening game at the home of Manchester United, I’m going to see a match this Saturday at Leigh Sports Village (a 40 minute bus ride from my home in Wigan!), another at Manchester City’s Academy Stadium and a semi-final at somewhere a bit ‘further afield’ – Sheffield United’s Bramall Lane! This is the biggest football tournament England has hosted since (the men’s) Euro 96 (the 2005 version of the Women’s Euros, ironically hosted in the North West of England, came and went without anywhere near the fanfare this edition has already had), so it represents a significant milestone in the women’s game in this country and I feel it’s important to document it.

I hope you enjoy reading my upcoming blogs, the Euros and/or even any pre-season games you might be attending. I’m looking forward to getting back to blogging; hoping these Euros can act as a catalyst for me to get back to it full-time!

Cheers!