Meanwhile, back to the press, and let us see what our great friends the Portuguese have to say about the English ahead of this friendly triumph of sportsmanship. This comment from 24 horas.
"How it's ridiculous to be English, the saddest moments in the life of a poor Brit... the eat eggs and sausages for breakfast, drive on the left, play baseball with an oar, set times for drinking, have Elton John as their national symbol and think they are the best. They'll never beat us. Prince Charles, despite being ridiculous, with his big ears, is the heir to the throne. The food the English eat is a disgrace, so bad the result can only be flatulence. As they're not very good at football, the English invented cricket which is so boring that it is only played in its former colonies. And they're mad about horse racing. How exciting! They go to the beaxhes in Portugal wearing sandals and socks and go back looking like lobsters. Very nice!"
Well... we like you too!
(tries to think of suitable retort)
Umm... you suck!
(runs away)
Meanwhile, in an era of press overstatement, over-passion and pure hyperbole, thank God for the calm and collected Swedes, who can always be relied upon for a disapssionate, proportionate view of things, saying this after the 2-2 result.
"It was an incredible night and it will be a night remembered in eternity. If there is a new Ice Age and a new world started afterwards, this night will still be remembered after that."
Hmmmmmmm...