England for England

ENGLAND FOR ENGLAND

It’s the weekend, but Phil Neville never relaxes. Rumour has it, when Chelsea are playing he hides away and tries to avoid what he knows is coming. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

He’s wearing a tightly fitted suit, Julie Neville has cleanly pressed his shirt this morning.
He sits in a dark room, replaying the World Cup Semi Final over and over. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
He waits for the weekends fixtures to be over, praying for respite from his nightmares.

But every week it’s the same, Julie enters the room armed with a chocolate Yazoo from the drinks fridge. “She’s done it again Phil, she’s scored” she says. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
When he closes his eyes, she’s there. Bethany England. England for England chants echo in his head. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Haunted by his decision not to pick her for the World Cup Squad.