So England stutter and stumble their way through probably the weakest World Cup group they have ever been placed in over the last 20 years.

At this rate, we're going to lose to Ecuador, the weakest possible second round opponents.

I can't remember seeing 3 more shambolic performances from an England side at a World Cup finals. This much vaunted team with its array of "superstars" like Beckham, Gerrard, Lampard, Cole, Rooney and Ferdinand is playing like a busted arse. Our manager decides to take only 4 strikers, when two are injury doubts and one is barely out of nappies and has yet to play a competitive Premiership game, let alone an international match of consequence!

Its pathetic.

Sven is a fraud. He must be inwardly laughing his arse off at how he's managed to hoodwink the FA for so long. This team have limped and puffed their way through qualifying in an incredibly weak group but also managed to outdo themselves by losing to Northern Ireland and drawing with Macedonia yet no one at the FA chose to question why this was so.

I don't know what he says to the team in the 2nd half but it must go something like this:

Sven: Good first half lads but really, its all a bit too much for me. Can you play like wankers in the second half?

Team: Ok boss, no problem!

Then lo and behold, they do. Its not all Svens fault though. The defending against Sweden was laughable. It was barely League One standard. Beckham had an appalling game. He can't seem to stay on the right hand side of the pitch, where he is supposed to be. He can't resist going for the "Hollywood" pass. In short, he should be dropped but that is never going to happen under Sven because the bloke doesn't have the testicles for it.

Terry or Gerrard should be Captain. Beckham has been mediocre in an England shirt for nearly 4 years now. He also doesn't have the character to inspire his team mates. Of course the rumour is that he stays Captain because of all the extra sponsorship revenue the FA get. It wouldn't surprise me at all.

Unless Sven can make the hard choices and start picking on form rather than reputation, play Gerrard in his best position and resist playing that lanky streak of piss Crouch up front, we're going out on Sunday.

Will England win the World Cup? You're having a laugh.