C’MON ENGLAND! … err, hang on?!

There’s a seismic shift in the air, a levity, optimism, wilful abandon of merciless mocking and eye-rolling ennui, for I am, hold the phone… slowly, gently, softly with a side of trepidation, kinda, maybe, sorta beginning to almost back this England side. How VERY dare you?! Why of COURSE you shall be supporting our Three Lions! Well, yes, but no but, and well ok here goes. Let me explain. To give a bit of context, I arrived on these fair shores in 2001 and for seventeen glorious years have enjoyed being a true Anglophile-American abroad, embracing the crumpet, PG Tips and Britain’s endearing pre-occupation with the weather. (Not cricket. I will never get cricket.) But every four years I have observed with head-scratching bewilderment and...