Who cares? We may be one of the few nations who take women’s football more seriously, but that’s damning of other nations that don’t.
We have beaten the best side in women’s European history today, and the first team to beat them in a final. Let’s celebrate that. We don’t need to compare it to men’s football. Of course the men would beat them; their biology makes it so. That doesn’t make the achievement any less valid or worthy. We have won the tournament, and it doesn’t matter about the difference between the sexes. We have a men’s game and women’s game because the latter won’t be able to compete with the men, so they can achieve. We should be proud that our country is one of those who have taken the women’s game more seriously (in more recent years, in particular) and the Lionesses have done the country proud. They did the country proud and that game was far more enjoyable than the Italy game last year. I felt they were far more willing to push for the win.
Three lions on a shirt. Jules Rimet still gleaming. No more years of hurt! We can drink it in tonight!
