The new season hasn't quite started, but it does feel very much like back to business.

So to any of you who've been scratching your chins and wondering where I've been,

just a little bit of relaxation.

But this week sees the flow of videos begin again and my flow of questions to you to say contribute

ask me things you want to know give me your opinions I want to start with something

that might not be any of your favorite subjects I can't guarantee that but I

was inspired by the women's euros and inspired by the way that England won.

I can't deny, I'm not even going to pretend that I wasn't hollering all the way for Spain.

I've got the good fortune to have interviewed several of the Spain team, several occasions, and I like them a lot and I admire

the way they play and I admire what they stand for. That said it troubles me a huge

degree that elite women's football possibly I don know, maybe even grassroots women and girls football,

is still pushing a boulder up the hill about respect. There's no way you can cajole men

who don't fancy watching women's football into loving it or spending time or supporting it.

There are patently, in every country that I know of where women's football has taken a grip,

there are patently men and boys who simply treat the sport of a ball being kicked around by

anybody wearing the badge they love, club or country as

important to them too. A tiny little litmus test for that would be that I was at the two biggest

attendances for women's football, which came when Barcelona hosted Real Madrid at the camp now,

and also when they hosted Roma, where each attendance was well over 90,000.

And the cross-section of that crowd, that attendance, was certainly driven by young girls, younger women and women of the age

of being mothers or grandmothers, the full range of ages. But men everywhere too. Boys, young men,

grown men, either supporting their partners or supporting their mums or simply

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