Centuries after the great failure of 1588 -though falsified and magnified, a failure- that took ships and hundreds of men to the bottom of the Atlantic, the Armada is back in all its glory. The new Spanish Armada are notably our tennis or baskeball players, and latelty, also our footballers, that have passed (miracle?) from being a sad team with a sad game unable to reach the important phases of a big tournament to win the last Eurocup. We witnessed incredulous how the Red reached the final, and how they defeated... Germany! When it finished, everyone fell in a deep silence. We were not used to that. Some minutes later, euphoria took over us and all the country was celebrating that historical occasion on the street.
Now I really think this team can do even better: England played well, they deserved at least one goal in the second half. Spain didn't play that good, but they wisely controlled the game, letting the others run. When that happens, you're watching one of the real big ones. I'm sure that England, when they recover some important players, will be a dangerous team, corageously fighting till the end. See you in Old Trafford. In the meantime, I'm sorry, Bristol. We won, we hit first and we're enjoying the moment!