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Any road, what you don't think of, if you're kind, is Coventry City plummeting down the league and the bucket of fun that was Don Howe coming in to save the day. You don't think of or or , cos he did a crap job in them places and we like Butch. Quite how he's got is beyond me although it might have summat to do with his old Ipswich chum George Burley being in charge.

And it's an unlikely way for him , the little cheating genius Maradona. Now Maradona (which incidentally is Geordie for 'me mate's kebab') is undoubtedly one of the top two footballers in the history of the game - the other being , obviously. But as an Englishman it's bloody hard to accept that fact cos of that goal. But in Argentina , which is utterly laughable. For quite a while the hand of God was stuffing the pizza of God into the gob of God and into the nostrils of God. and since then he's shrunk back to something approaching his old self. In Britain he wouldn't have made coach at - all right, anywhere except Boston.

Now of course Butcher is as likely to hold a grudge against the little fella as anyone. He saw the handball and - fool that he is - failed to chop the little magician off at the knees at the first opportunity for the glorious second. Thing is, if you want to stop feeling miffed about just go to Youtube and watch that second goal again. Watch Reidy chugging in his wake like a steam engine after a TGV. Watch Butch's hopeless swipe, Fenwick's missed hack (he was on a yellow) and the feint to deceive Shilts - and that's all you need to know about how utterly brilliant the bloke was at football. Butcher always adds that the Argentinians were celebrating outrageously while Tel was waiting to give a urine sample. I'm sure Diego would argue that he was trying to help a no-doubt dehydrated fellow footballer by taking the p*** out of him.

But the point is that Butcher wasn't representing England last night. He's a paid employee of and he needs to stop acting like a petulant stroppy great youth and put things behind him. It rankles with a lot of us still but, crikey, it was 22 years ago. Get over it or and have a proper blow-out.

Besides, he should be looking southwards towards he obviously would prefer to be representing still. Capello continues to get the best out of England by keeping it really simple. . Fabio's spent time with the players, realized the average IQ of the squad is slightly lower than that of a baboon colony and has kept the instructions appropriately straightforward. and looked good last night. , although he does look like football's David Gower sometimes, sublime and graceful but prone to some horrible wafts every now and then. Your . James looks as reliable as a bailed-out bank and I'd feel more confident if his replacement had been Willie Carson, frankly. The sooner and get their chances the better. I think the jury's out on Terry, too, but you can't deny the bloke's commitment - in a skipper.

Of course there are them who go on 606 and that and tell you that Germany were cack and England haven't played anyone decent under Capello yet. Thing is, these are England fans talking. Hellfire if you can't feel a bit up about the team after , then I suggest you crawl back into whatever pit of misery you came from and stop phoning 5 Live! In the meantime, Fabio's got the rest of us dreaming again. And there's nowt wrong with that. The next friendly is against ... and I think we'll beat 'em.

In fact - you know what? It's official. England can win the . I can see it now... seconds to go... England 2 Argentina 2, Maradona in his technical area biting his nails.... A corner to England... parks his zimmer and swings his right boot at it. A kerfuffle in the six-yard-box, a flurry of arms and legs.... and a goal to England! The replays show that JT used his hand to put it in, and justice has come full circle and it wasn't over the line anyway. The final whistle blows, England are champions and who's this marching on to the pitch to shake little Diego by the hand...? Ahhhh, it's Terry Butcher! He's forgiven you at last, bless 'im.