There will be a few sore heads this morning, it's a shame that England didn't win the cup. I stayed up until the end, reading Rachels blog post commentary, and catching the tweets that came in from various people watching the match. It would have been nice to see our team, and the whole country celebrate. But it wasn't to be.
I feel for the brave young man who missed the penalty. No doubt that he will feel he let the side down. He should be very proud of himself for the fantastic achievement of getting into the team. He is an excellent role model for every aspiring young footballer who has dreams of making it big.
When entering any competition it is hopeful that we have a chance to win, that's what drives us. To reach the top of our tree is something to aim for. Hopes and dreams are what keeps us going. It doesn't matter if we don't get to the top, but what does matter is that we tried. Yes, have targets, and aim high. The road can be long and hard, the journey can be fraught with difficulties, but if we can overcome the obstacles we can become the best version of ourselves.
I personally would have liked to see the tournament stopped at the end of the extra time played. There was no need to go to penalties. A 1 - 1 draw would have been a perfect finish. The two teams could have embraced and congratulated each other, and agreed to become best friends. So much more could have been gained from that, a chance missed. There are no winners and losers in life, just people on a journey who are trying to do the best for themselves.
Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip, ilona