Go England!!!!

 

Schrödinger's Cat is a thought experiment where if you place a cat and something that could kill it in a box, you would not know if the cat were dead or alive until you opened the box so until then the cat was both dead and alive and we can apply this to tonight's match because until the final whistle England stand on the threshold of two possibilities one of which is where we are the European Champions of the game we invented, and one where we or not.
We could look at previous Finals which have been blessed by a Men's England team and we have won 50% of them so lets not look there and avoid the head to head which has seen Spain win 14 and England 10 but one of those came in the last game we played against them, a 3-2 win in 2018.
Admittedly Spain have come the hardest way to this final and easily looked the best side while getting there knocking out Belgium (ranked 3), Germany (ranked 16) and France (ranked 2) while England bored everyone else into submission in the group stages and squeaked through against Slovakia (ranked 48), beat Switzerland (ranked 19) on penalties and scored with pretty much the last kick of the game against the Netherlands (ranked 7) to land our place at the tournament sharp end but we are there and that's the important bit.
The Football history books won't say winners England with an asterisk next to it which says (but they were a bit crappy) but someone up there, whichever of the Gods are in charge of winning football matches is watching over us to throw a little something towards Victoria in Roman, Nike in Greece, Horus in Egyptian, Anann in Celtic, Týr in Norse, Kartikeya in Hindi and as we are at it we may as well throw in the Japanese God Futsunushi as well, just in case.
As most of them demanded virgin sacrifices and our fair isle is blessed with an abundance of computer programmers, Manchester United fans and people who play Dungeons and Dragons, no shortage there so put your feet up, grab a cuppa and watch England beat Spain on penalties as the Spanish defenders are too tired after carrying Harry Kane around in their pockets for 120 minutes.

Disclaimer: No cats or Manchester United fans were injured in the making of this post.