You're going to. Oh, As they used to say in the Truman Show, good evening or good morning or good afternoon,

whatever it was, hugely interesting,

satisfying meaty, multi-layered semi-final, two-nill France against Morocco.

And I want to start, I mean in theory it still sounds mad to say it out loud.

In theory you're here to hear me talking or analyzing but instead I want to start with a

question if you don't mind when was the last time when you or people around you, those you respect, were talking about great managers,

modern, all time.

At what stage did the Adeshamp's name get mentioned?

I'd be willing to wager that the answer is never, not at all.

And basically... not at all. And based on tonight's performance which was a pretty strong

replication of the thing that's defined their tournament which is whether they're playing

supremely well embossing it or whether they're playing a match which is very

clearly rope a dope and you know that there are counterpunch

is a flurry of strikes that will put their opponent away or whether they're just holding on

and saying we've still got something don't worry.

The win over Morocco was what many champions in all sports do.

They find ways and they find moments in which to win. But I want to

set that win against Morocco who in almost everything except for quality chance creation never mind finishing

but that ability I've often talked about the Spanish expression

Pousa which is not pause, it's not slowing things down.

It's that ability to be ice cold in the moment of whether to dribble, whether to pass, whether to shoot, when to release, how to release the ball,

clinical in understanding where your direct rivals' flaws are. You get the picture. France have that and largely Morocco

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