You saw it, didn't you? You watched it here in Stuttgart, Spain, France. Just another work-a-day, kind of routine. What's going on? Not very much. Fucking epic nine-gold thriller. I wish you were, I'm glad you are, but I wish you all were paid up Socios to become a member.

Three pounds fifty still, they've extended the offer, I can't believe it.

But that means I could be describing to you the magnificence of Unais Simone, the extraordinary

performance from Killeen Mbapé, who hasn't played that well all season for Real Madrid in a 43-goal season for Los Blancos. He was utterly magnificent tonight.

It means that I can't go into great detail about La Minia Mal, this genius. Again, genius.

There's the word, the G word, the G-spot. It means that I won't be able to detail how much

I loved Micah Marino and Mikhail Oyersabal combining

Housen, Dean Housen, what I find. I pointed out last night in the video to build up to today

that I thought Housen would start. He was absolutely terrific. And then what happened? The roof fell in

and what did Luis de la Fuente tell me at the end? Well, I'm sorry. Those things are for the socials. So join up. Join up immediately for the rest of you.

Come on.