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2024 UEFA

European Championships

Last Sixteen

Germany v Denmark, Switzerland v Italy
Spain v Georgia, England v Slovakia
Portugal v Slovenia, France v Belgium
Romania v Netherlands, Austria v Turkey
    29th June
      Germany v Denmark

      Germany 2

      • K. Havertz 53'
      • J. Musiala 68'


      Denmark 0



      BVB Stadion Dortmund


      Germany 2 Denmark 0

      BVB Stadion Dortmund, June 29

      ⚽️ IBO Report: With grateful thanks to Reuters



      (Reuters) - Kai Havertz and Jamal Musiala's second-half goals sent Germany into the Euro 2024 quarter-finals with a 2-0 win over Denmark on Saturday after their last-16 clash was delayed by a thunderstorm.

      The game was suspended for 20 minutes in the first half due to the weather before Danish defender Joachim Andersen went from hero to zero when his close-range finish was disallowed for offside, and he conceded a penalty converted by Havertz in the 53rd minute.

      Nico Schlotterbeck earlier had a goal ruled out for a foul in the build-up as Germany started strongly in front of an expectant crowd, but Denmark grew into the game and went close either side of halftime.

      The hosts established an unassailable lead in the 68th minute, however, when Musiala ran on to a ball over the top and curled home his third goal of the tournament to put Germany into the last eight, where they will face Spain or Georgia.

      Musiala equalled Georgia's Georges Mikautadze as Euro 2024 top-scorer with three goals, as Germany recorded their first major tournament knockout win for eight years after being eliminated in the group stage at the last two World Cups and in the Euro 2020 last 16.

      Germany started the game fast, and goalkeeper Kasper Schmeichel was forced to make several saves as Denmark struggled to create any type of combinations, barely crossing the halfway line in the first 15 minutes.

      Buried deep with a back five that was trying to survive Germany’s onslaught, Denmark were lucky to avoid conceding in the opening half an hour. They grew into the game, however, and Christian Eriksen almost scored from a counter-attack before the match was suspended in the 35th minute due to lightning and thunder as torrential rain poured down at the Dortmund BVB Stadion.

      The game was stopped for over 20 minutes when referee Michel Oliver ordered the players to return to the pitch for a brief warm-up, and Germany almost scored when Havertz’s header was brilliantly saved by Schmeichel. Denmark thought they had taken the lead when Andersen fired in a loose ball inside the box after a free kick, but the effort was ruled out by the VAR.

      Three minutes later, VAR intervened again to flag to the referee a handball inside the box by Andersen, who accidentally touched David Raum's cross with his right hand.

      Havertz scored with a tidy finish as the stadium exploded in joy and, with Denmark chasing an equaliser, they were often exposed to counter-attacks and Havertz and Leroy Sane missed good close-range chances.

      Musiala did not waste his opportunity, however, as he burst on to a long pass and placed a calm finish past Schmeichel to secure Germany's place in the quarter-finals, where they will play Spain or Georgia.

      Germany could have won by a larger margin, but Florian Wirtz had a late effort ruled out for offside, and Schmeichel made a fine save to deny Havertz from close range.

      "It feels really good," Germany defender and player of the match Antonio Rudiger told German television station ZDF.

      "I think everybody who watched the match will be of the opinion that we were dominant from the start. The only criticism you can have is that we missed too many chances."



      Switzerland v Italy

      Switzerland 2

      • R. Freuler 37'
      • R. Vargas 46'

      Italy 0



      Olympiastadion Berlin


      ⚽️ IBO Reporter: Spot51



      Teams


      |I covered the Swiss through Group A and was well used to their “flexible” 3-4-3. Schar and Akanji are the heart of their defence, but Rodriguez (a full-back by trade) gets to overlap beyond Aebischer down the left or move alongside Freuler and Zhaka, creating midfield overloads. At the front they perm 3 from 6 mobile forwards (and sometimes Shaqiri) who all seem capable of playing left, right or centre.

      Italy has seen a changing of the guard and erratic form in the past decade. Champions at Euro 2020/1, they failed to qualify for the World Cups before and after. The current side is younger and sufficiently interesting for Luciano Spalletti to cut short his post-Napoli sabbatical. Most of his squad are home-based. With Spain beating all comers to earn 9 points, a win and a draw were enough to see Italy to this stage. Having played 4-3-3 twice, their last game saw Italy go 3-5-2.

      So one Swiss change, with Vargas returning and N’Doye dropping back to wing back following Widner’s suspension. The Italians made 6 changes, 2 enforced. Calafiori’s suspension and DiMarco’s injury saw them ditch 3-5-2 and go 4-3-3, with DiLorenzo dropping back to right back alongside Mancini in the middle. Out went Jorgininho, Pellegrini, Retegui and Raspadori, with Fagioli and Cristante coming into midfield and a replacement front 3 of Chiesa, Scamacca and El Shaawary. Today’s Ref, Mr Marciniak of Poland, was in charge of the 2022 World Cup and 2023 ECL finals.


      Report


      |Both sides wore their proper colours before 70K fans in 29C heat. The match began as it mostly carried on, the Swiss keeping the ball, passing, and moving, and Italy’s high press unable to close them down. Switzerland bossed the game till an N’Doye error let in El Shaarawy. The speed with which the youngster got back to recover the ball indicated how fired up he and his team were.

      Vargas gave Di Lorenzo a torrid time on Switzerland’s left. He kept feinting to come inside before flying down the wing and getting crosses over. The Azzurri were sinking backwards under the constant pressure with Scamacca their only outball when they recovered possession. They had another scare when Barella limped off for treatment but the Inter man was able to rejoin shortly after.

      70% possession and camped in the other half; the Swiss just needed to create chances. One opportunity went west when Aebischer flighted a free kick too close to Donnarumma, who gratefully collected. On 17m, Fagioli carried Italy forward, and the move resulted in a corner off Akanji. It came to nothing.

      Encouraged, Italy got forward again on 21m, and El Shaawary was felled by Xhaka. Barella chipped the free kick over the wall where Di Lorenzo tried to volley the dropping ball. The contact wasn’t great, but he looked offside anyway. Otherwise the script still read - Switzerland still dominating without finding that final pass.

      Finally, a clever dink forward by Rieder saw Embolo running into space. He tried to slip his shot beyond the keeper, but a big glove reached out to steer it away. Good save from Italy’s captain. Both sides had further chances, but neither keeper was tested.

      From the half-hour, the Swiss became more dominant, and Italy had 9 back defending. Barella became the first name in the book for his late tackle on Xhaka. Then, on 37m, the dam finally gave way.

      A speculative ball forward to Embolo found right-wing-back N’Doye alongside the striker. He took it left and fed Vargas on the wing. Continuing his run behind Vargas and down the touchline, Di Lorenzo decided to twist and track his run. With time to look up, Vargas saw the late arrival of Freuler and played the ball into his path. His first touch with his right boot wasn’t the greatest, but his second, a left-foot volley as the ball dropped, flew past Donnarumma. 1-0 and TBF, no one could be surprised. Italy had looked like a team paying for penalties, but that ship just sailed.

      Italy did respond but were just not at it. They won a free kick in a decent position, but the cross hit the 1st defender. Anything that did look dangerous was swept up by Schar or Akanji with Sommer watching on. Di Lorenzo’s day might have got even worse when he fell awkwardly, twisting his ankle. After some magic spray, he was able to carry on.

      El Shaarawy lost his rag as Schar nicked the ball, hacked the Mag down and went into the book. We were now playing +3m, and Donnarumma kept Italy in the game with a fabulous save. Italy conceded a free kick wide right and Rieder who plays for Rennes fancied his chances against PSG’s #1. With the big guys up, he curled a dipping shot just inside the front stick but the big feller dived to turn it away. The Ref spotted a foul by an attacker as the corner came in before blowing for HT. 1-0 somewhat flattered the Italians.

      Only El Shaarawy was hooked for the 2nd half with Lazio’s Zaccagni coming on. Italy kicked off and Fagioli’s under-hit pass was intercepted. Xhaka and Aebischer worked the ball down the left and Vargas trotted infield. Aebischer recognised the Augsburg man was not marked and played him in. One stride took Vargas into the box from where he curled a beautiful strike beyond the giant keeper’s dive.

      After just 27sec, Italy were now 2-0. If this were Boxing the Referee would have been able to justify stopping it. One combatant looked incapable of defending themself. I believe it was at this point that Micah Richards decided England were NOT in the easy half of the draw.

      Italy set about trying to get back in the match and almost got unexpected assistance from the Swiss. Fagioli dinked a pass over the Swiss defenders. No one was chasing it, and Sommer took a step to his right to collect. Schar, however, felt he had to intervene and, moving backwards, headed the ball the other way. Sommer watched as the ball bounced off his left post. Chiesa, who’d run past Schar, was first to the ball, but his cross flew across the area where no other blue shirt had arrived.

      Italy carried on but their efforts to get forward left bigger areas the Swiss could exploit. Mancini got the unluckiest card of the day from a coming together with Aebischer, which was, at best, a 50/50. On a sultry evening, the Italians began to flag while the Swiss allowed the ball to do much of their work. On the hour, N’Doye seemed so bored he let fly from range and the ball went way too high.

      Barella had worked hard throughout and, on 64m, was withdrawn. On came Genoa striker Rettegui to join Scamacca up front in a 4-4-2. Things got no easier though as both Swiss wide men dropped back without the ball into a 4-5-1 with Embolo in the centre circle waiting to sprint forward.

      Italy got the odd shot away and won corners but never seemed to trouble the Swiss. With no need to do much attacking they began to ping the ball around in their own half to the rapturous “Oles” of their delighted fans. A free kick on the right gave Rieder another chance to shoot. He stuck this one over the bar.

      That was his last contribution. He and Vargas came off, replaced by Zuber and Stergiou. On 73m Italy finally got a shot on target when Retegui’s effort was saved by Sommer. Three minutes on, a ball lofted into the Swiss box was headed square by Zaccagni. It reached Scamacca who stuck out a boot but again it came back off the post. One or both might have been offside but there was no flag and the Swiss cleared.

      Italy’s next changes saw Cambiaso and Pellegrini replace Darmian and Cristatante before Embolo and N’Doye were substituted by Duah and Sierro. The Swiss changes gave them renewed energy, and Sierro forced a corner off Bastioni. When it came over, Sierro laid it back for Freuler, but this time, his effort sailed over the top.

      As Italy pushed everyone else forward it was just Bastoni close to Duah on the halfway line watching a defending masterclass from Schar, Akanji and Rodriguez. The best chances were still coming for Switzerland. Xhaka led a raid upfield and put Zuber in on goal. He shot from an acute angle but missed the far post.

      At the other end Retegui did well to beat his man and play the ball into the box. Not a single blue shirt had got in there. In their next attack. Pellegrini looked up, saw no runners and launched it into the stand. Another attacker, Napoli’s Frattesi, came on for Fagioli, which seemed to signal the start of the Swiss fans’ celebrations.

      These may have quickly ended had VAR confirmed a handball appeal in the Swiss box, but VAR saw nothing untoward. Nothing much happened in the added time beyond Aebischer being replaced by Steffan. That was that. Two nil has rarely looked that much of a thrashing.

      Afterwards, there were suggestions that the Italians “did not look fit enough.” FIFA would point out that they still play 38 top-division matches, not the recommended 34, and are therefore disadvantaged.

      Switzerland has a mix of players from Germany & France (34) and Italy & EPL (38). Few of them seemed to lack the energy to compete. They are a well-drilled and talented bunch led on the pitch by serial winner Granit Xhaka, enjoying the season of his life. Watch out England!



    30th June
      Spain v Georgia

      Spain 4

      • Rodri 39'
      • Fabián Ruiz 51'
      • Nico Williams 75'
      • Dani Olmo 83'

      Georgia 1

      • Robin Le Normand 18' (og)

      Cologne Stadium


      ⚽️ IBO Reporter: TheBeast



      |This game started off like Spain were going to steamroll Georgia, 10 minutes in, you couldn't see anything other than a decisive Spain victory.

      Then Georgia scored. It was an own goal, but Georgia's star player (Khvicha Kvaratskhelia) was just behind the defender (Le Normand). It bounced off, so it would have been a goal anyway unless he could have cleared it properly.

      And then, all of a sudden, everything changed.

      Georgia were defending for their lives right from the start, but Spain kept trying to tiptoe through the middle; they insisted on trying to walk the ball into the net.

      Then there was a breathless defend/counter-attack/defend cycle by Georgia in which a key central midfielder got injured, as he was struggling to carry out his closing down role (but ultimately couldn't). Rodri got the ball just outside the area and did what he's done previously for City: rifled it into the corner. There was nothing that the Georgian goalkeeper (Giorgi Mamardashvili) could do about it. He had some heroic moments in this match, but there wasn't any stopping that shot.

      Spain were level, and at that point, Georgia started to not believe… Before that, amazingly, considering how much they were under the cosh right from the beginning, there was this belief in them, and in some of the people watching, that maybe they could pull it off, maybe they could beat the mighty Spain. After the equaliser, that just disappeared.

      It was grim after that; it's not that Georgia couldn't have scored again; there was a wonderful chance for Kvaratskhelia to score a 2nd from a mixup between defenders when he shot from the halfway line and only just missed an open goal, and this was not the only opportunity they created.

      Georgia were still trying to break, but it was increasingly desperate, and shortly after the half-time break, Spain scored again, and that was that for the match.

      I felt that so many of the Georgia team over-performed; they were spectacularly better than the sum of their parts for a lot of the game. I don't know if this is just the result of them being in the first tournament their nation had undertaken or a brilliant strategic and man management job by big Willie their manager. But they deserve their place in this tournament and brought some wonderful resolve and swashbuckling counter-attacking that we wouldn't have seen without them.

      Everybody had heard of KK the Georgian star, but nobody had heard of Georges Mikautadze, his partner in attack… They have now. I hope Saints try getting him, but I suspect his performance during this tournament may have earned him some higher-ranked suitors; there are whispers of West Ham in his future (unfortunately); one thing is for sure: he won't be at Ligue two Metz for much longer even if he couldn't make it at Ajax.

      As for Spain, well, they are very mighty; Nico Williams (brother of Inaki) was a particular revelation for me, I know everyone will talk about Lamine Yamal, and he's impressively accomplished for someone so young, but Williams truly terrorised them.

      Their Spanish/French defence looks stoic and impressive, bolstered by the Real Madrid experience of Dani Carvajal and the energetic and enthusiastic running of Marc Cucurella; it's all just very imposing and powerful.

      The midfield with, at its heart, the mighty Rodri, is a ticking machine that has many parts but works flawlessly and tirelessly at closing down and pulling opponents apart.

      The attack, with the young guns blazing of Pedri, Yamal & Williams, is only slightly degraded by the now clearly ageing Morata at the point.

      All in all, they are, in all the ways I can measure, the best team I have seen in this tournament so far.

      The only way they are going to lose this is if they are worn down by their monstrous side of the knockout stages; England, if they make it that far, will have to play the might of Slovakia, Switzerland, etc… If Spain makes it that far, they have to play 3 more finals before the final all filled with serious opposition.

      England, or whoever comes from our part of the draw (do not write off the Swiss), may win the whole thing just by attrition.



      England v Slovakia

      England 2

      • J. Bellingham 90'+5
      • H. Kane 91' ET

      Slovakia 1

      • I. Schranz 25'

      Arena AufSchalke, Gelsenkirchen


      ⚽️ IBO Reporter: jickster



      |Where to start with this one?

      Let’s talk about Gareth Southgate. I am a fan of his and think that a lot of the criticism he’s had in recent years has been completely ridiculous and shows a lack of understanding of what he’s tried to do, what he’s good at, and what he’s achieved in the context of all the failures England have had over almost their entire history.

      But in this tournament, it’s impossible to defend him, and he seems to be turning into a parody of what made him good, mocking the criticisms he’s faced: you thought I was stubborn and boring before? I’ll show you what stubborn and boring really is.

      We start with the lineup; Mainoo starts now - he actually has a decent game and tries to play progressively. The rest is the same as before. Look, these are good players and pre-tournament, we could nitpick over a couple of fringe players, but this is largely the starting XI we’d have all chosen. But keeping everything else the same when we’ve struggled so badly against teams who are set up to defend? What’s the idea behind it? It’s a case study of just hoping things will be all right on the night. Be creative- if you leave out an underperforming star, then he’s a great option to have on the bench.

      Generously, maybe the hope is that with more intensity and sharper passing, it’ll make a world of difference, and things will click into place.

      So on three minutes, Trippier sells Guehi short with a poor pass, and Guehi has to make a foul to get booked. Slow misplaced passes continue (Kyle Walker seems to have escaped too much criticism in the group games, but for me, he has looked like he plays for anyone except Man City and has been one of our poorest players, and his passing here is as bad as ever). Mainoo and Bellingham mistime tackles and also go into the book; England have 3 yellows after 17 minutes. Up the intensity, please… no, not like that!

      England have the possession, but Slovakia are countering well and get the goal they deserve through Schranz, Walker wandering aimlessly to play him onside.

      Half time, and we’ve had the same pattern as the opening 3 games- we know how this goes; it doesn’t suddenly get better, right? So you have to change something because otherwise, this is your last 45 minutes as manager Gareth.

      Different style, bold subs. Bellingham and Kane are having no impact; we do have candidates on the bench who will be eager to make their mark. No, we go the stubborn and boring route, no changes.

      Then, for the first time in the tournament, Trippier gets in behind on the left wing, and Foden finds a new way to show the incompetence of this side and needlessly runs offside to get his goal disallowed - he wouldn’t have done that in Man City colours, why is his brain so scrambled?

      Slovakia don’t have as many counters in the second half but nearly score when John Stones looks the other way as a free kick on the halfway line is passed to him by Walker. Stelec nips in and shoots wide, with Pickford beaten. They wouldn’t have done that in Man City colours; why are their brains so scrambled?

      The half drifts, crying out for change, but stubborn and boring; it’ll be all right on the night is the plan, remember. 5 subs are allowed; let’s only use one of them, though. Palmer seems a bit better at shrugging off opponents but isn’t making chances.

      Last 15 minutes and England do make a chance, Kane heads wide when he’d normally bury it.

      Then Rice hits the post. It's getting better, but this isn’t exactly the kitchen sink yet; England are playing like there’s another group game to come after this.

      Why are Bellingham and Kane still on?

      After 94 minutes, it’s time to take some action, perhaps? Go on, Ivan Toney, this is your chance; get us a goal in the next 90 seconds, please.

      Two Walker long throws, and the second is flicked on by Guehi, and it’s the best stoppage time finish for England since David Platt (in fact, this is a better finish). Jude Bellingham, it’ll be all right on the night after all. The best players show up at the big moments.

      About 90 more seconds of playing time, and Kane does his job too, set up by Toney, and it has turned around. Two goals with scrappy build-ups that have nothing to do with the game plan, but this is a testament to blind faith in having no plan other than trust in big players.

      England retreat for the rest of extra time, but Slovakia don’t have it in them to cause serious problems.

      This was the win of a lucky general for Southgate. Sometimes, he hasn’t had a lot of luck, but he used up a lot here.

      Players deserve flak as well - lots of them play for the likes of Man City and Arsenal, who face this kind of problem every week against teams who are happy to defend, yet they seemed baffled by how to counter this.

      What’s the plan for Switzerland? I have a horrible feeling it’ll be more of the same. The Swiss are more dangerous opponents - perhaps if they attack more, then an open game can suit England. But if they keep it tight, they can punish England.

      Gareth, I’ve defended you a lot in recent years; you owe us something better than this. It needs something different, somehow. We got away with one here, and it won’t happen like this again.



    1st July
      Portugal v Slovenia

      Portugal 0


      Slovenia 0


      After Extra Time

      Portugal win 3-0 on penalties


      Frankfurt Arena



      ⚽️ IBO Reporter: OneBeat



      |In our family draw, Portugal were one of my teams. They have good players, and when I was younger, I had an Eusebio shirt, but I find this team very hard to like; I’m not entirely sure why. OK, I do, it’s Ronaldo.

      I know very little about Slovenia, but I do like an underdog.

      I also like Jose Fonte, and it was good to see him as one of the pundits. He mentioned that Ronaldo trains apart from the rest with his own fitness team.

      I always find it odd, in this tournament, that:

      1. They do a countdown to kick off
      2. The countdown is in English.

      Portugal’s kit is pretty simple and really quite nice. Slovenia’s looks like they’ve been run over by one of those bikes with really thick tyres.

      It only took Portugal just over three minutes to go close and force a corner, but it came to nothing. Portugal continued to have most of the ball, and although Ronaldo was doing a bit of showboating when outside the area when crosses came into the box, he always just missed the ball.

      The game progressed with Portugal hogging the ball while Slovenia stubbornly refused to let them through.

      As the half went on, a Slovenian player seemed to get a boot in the face and went down; the ref played on with the player still on the ground, which seemed strange as refs usually stop the game, rightly, for any hint of a head injury. Replays showed the ref was right; the Portuguese foot was high, but it wasn’t near the player’s face, and in fact, there was no contact at all.

      Then, a great tackle on the edge of the Portugal area saw a Portugal defender go down and stay down. Again, the ref played on, and again, he was vindicated as the replay showed it was a good, clean tackle. Martin Keown said he’d be embarrassed to stay down after that. It was hard to argue.

      Slovenia tended to give the ball away a bit, but they were defending well and did cause Portugal some problems when they broke towards their area.

      Ten minutes before halftime, Ronaldo sent a free kick just over the bar. Then, a minute later, he missed another cross, and his anguished reaction looked like he was close to tears. Next, he sent another free kick miles wide, but it was obvious he wasn’t going to let anyone else have a go.

      Rafael Leão looked like Portugal’s most dangerous attacker, and the Slovenian defenders looked terrified every time he ran at them.

      Slovenia may not have had much of the possession, but they always looked dangerous when they did get forward. They were never going to be a pushover and had only lost once in their last 15 games.

      The last kick of the half saw João Palhinha shave the post with a shot from the edge of the area, but the keeper would have had it covered.

      Halftime: 0-0

      Portugal started the second half attacking with pace again. Bernardo Silva had a shot, but it went miles over the bar.

      Slovenia went up the other end and won a corner, which they played short, but when the cross did come in, they weren’t able to create anything. This was kind of the pattern for the game.

      Ronaldo stopped after bumping into a Slovenian, the ref gave nothing, and the Portuguese started waving his arms about and moaned for a bit. The next thing he did was fire a rocket of a free kick, but the keeper punched it away. Ronaldo has taken something like 57 direct free kicks for his country and only scored 1, but still won’t let anyone else take one.

      Incoming text from my mate (the Man Utd fan): “His conversion rate through his career is so shit. Ward-Prowse is a million times better.”

      It's sad that Ronaldo is such a good footballer, but he's not nice to watch.

      Slovenia launched another attack, and rather than launching a ball long, they played some nice passes; the ball reached Šeško, who had the beating of Pepe but pulled his shot horribly wide.

      Jota came on, and a Portuguese attack was thwarted, but it looked like there was a foul on a Slovenian defender, the ref, however, was having none of it and waved play on. To be fair he’d been the same for both sides. I did think it was a foul though.

      Ronaldo took another free kick, it went miles over the bar and the Slovenian fans started mocking him.

      Next, Ronaldo was clearly offside just into the Slovenian half, but the play went on; Jota was then tackled and inadvertently stood on the defender's ankle. Then the offside flag went up. Good job. The defender wasn’t really hurt. It was an obvious offside, so the flag could have gone up much earlier.

      Rafael Leão was then substituted, amazingly, but Ronaldo was left on.

      For a moment, I was distracted by the dog wanting a belly rub, but she soon wandered off to see if S would pay her some attention.

      With two minutes to go, Ronaldo went clear, but the excellent Oblak made a great save and held onto the ball.

      Slovenia then broke away again, and the shot was pulled across the box, only for the offside flag to go up. As added on time started, Portugal got a corner, Oblak punched clear but was fouled. The ref blew for a free kick, and Ronaldo had another paddy.

      Full Time: 0-0

      Then we had Extra Time which followed the same pattern as the rest of the game, except Slovenia were starting to pass it around a bit more.

      Just before the end of the first half of extra time, Jota ran at the defence and went down in the area; the ref gave a penalty. It was a foul, and really didn‘t need the delay for VAR to check it. Ronaldo stood ready to take it in his usual fashion, but Oblak brilliantly saved the penalty, pushing it well clear of the goal. Rinaldo burst into tears.

      Into the second half of extra time, Portugal kept attacking, and Oblak continued to save everything that came his way.

      Then Slovenia broke up the other end and got a free kick on the edge of the area, but they hit the free kick straight at the wall. Free kicks in this tournament have been a bit rubbish from all sides.

      Pepe can be a challenge to watch sometimes, but at 41, he is still a very good defender and the Slovenian forwards had very rarely outpaced him, but he was finally looking tired. Then he gave the ball away just inside his own half, and Slovenia broke; Šeško ran through on his own with only the keeper to beat, but Diogo Costa saved with his foot.

      The Slovenian defence had been very impressive throughout. Drkušić and Bijol had been very good.

      Extra time finished 0-0. So it went to penalties.

      The Slovenians got in a huddle; their keeper looked relaxed and had a smile on his face. Portugal’s keeper, Diogo Costa, on the other hand, looked nervous.

      Slovenia won the toss to take the first kick. This is how the shootout went:

      Slovenia - saved Portugal - scored Slovenia- saved Portugal - scored Slovenia - saved Portugal - scored

      Portugal went through, which was tough on Slovenia, but Diogo Costa’s penalty saves were brilliant.



      France v Belgium

      France 1

      • J. Vertonghen 85' (og)

      Belgium 0



      Düsseldorf Arena

      Starting Lineups:

      France


      • 16 M. Maignan
      • 22 T. Hernández
      • 17 W. Saliba
      • 4 D. Upamecano
      • 5 J. Koundé
      • 14 A. Rabiot
      • 8 A. Tchouaméni
      • 13 N. Kanté
      • 10 K. Mbappé (c),
      • 15 M. Thuram
      • 7 A. Griezmann

      Belgium


      • 1 K. Casteels
      • 3 A. Theate
      • 5 J. Vertonghen
      • 4 W. Faes
      • 21 T. Castagne
      • 22 J. Doku
      • 7 K. De Bruyne (c)
      • 24 A. Onana
      • 11 Y. Carrasco
      • 20 L. Openda
      • 10 R. Lukaku

      ⚽️ IBO Reporter: threehundred



      Here we go then: 2nd against 3rd in the FIFA world rankings. One of the big boys goes home tonight.


      My Pledge:

      After this sentence, I won’t bring up the thorny subject of England in this report or opine on how many of the England team would get into either of tonight’s line-ups on current form (Clue: it's not many).


      My First Confession:

      I haven’t written a report on a game since the World Cup in 1982. I sat watching England vs. France – yes, the game when Bryan Robson scored after 30-odd seconds - at my long-since departed (and much adored) (Great) Auntie Anna’s house and furiously scribbled notes. I had a dream of being a football journo at the tender age of 10. Today, my youthful dreams come true.


      My Second Confession:

      I managed to miss the first 10 minutes of the match. That’s what comes of having a job, rather than going to school, I suppose.


      Match Report


      |The first half was fairly tedious fare. Belgium sat back very deep, allowing the French huge amounts of possession. Their 4-4-2 formation when defending was so rigid the players looked like a Subbuteo team set up before a game. In attack, the Belgians moved to a 3-4-3 with their game plan revolving around getting the ball to the pacy Doku - not particularly original tactics, but it worked well on the occasions he received the ball, unsettling the French. The problem was Belgium (and Doku in particular) really didn’t see much of the ball.

      Midway through the 1st half, Belgium enjoyed a brief spell where they caused France a few problems, their best chance coming from a speculative and somewhat poorly struck De Bruyne free kick from wide on the left, which Maignan made an ugly hash of saving with his feet.

      France, meanwhile, were all fur coat and no knickers – showing some silky passing in areas of the pitch where it really didn’t matter, but a poor end product.

      As half-time approached, things started to click for France. A great cross-field ball found Koundé on the right touchline – he crossed early to Thuram, whose header went just wide. A few minutes later, another ball over the top found Hernández wide on the left. He centred, but no one could get on the end of his cross. When the French play direct football, they are very, very dangerous. When they faff about – which they did for most of this game – it’s just a waste of everyone’s time.

      France continued to look for a late first-half goal, with Tchouameni belting one just wide, then Mbappé and Rabiot combining to create more uncertainty in the Belgian defence without a clear-cut opportunity.

      As the clock ticked past 45 minutes, Mbappé, who had been particularly quiet, muscled his way into the left side of the box and fashioned another chance for Tchouameni, who again put his foot through the ball - this time hammering it well over the bar.

      At the half-time whistle, you felt France looked by far the more likely winners. Belgium, while reasonably disciplined in defence, were simply far too laboured in attack.

      Belgium began the second half on the front foot. They needed to change tack and were noticeably pressing higher up the pitch (albeit with no great intensity). The early impetus didn’t last though, and it wasn’t long before Tchouameni received the ball centrally and had another blast from distance, stinging the gloves of Casteels, diving low to his left. Soon after that, Hernández created another chance for Thuram, who couldn’t keep his header down. France were again completely dominant, and even De Bruyne was reduced to aimlessly hoofing the ball upfield.

      While France continued to enjoy chance after chance, none of them were particularly clear cut until Mbappé cut in from the left with pace, control and power but couldn’t find the target. For all of France’s dominance, there was little end product, and excitement was at a premium. Upstairs, I could hear 299 in the kitchen making dinner. I was willing someone to score - if this match went to extra time, I wouldn’t be sitting down at the dinner table on time and there would be big trouble.

      In a rare moment against the run of play, Belgium broke up-field, with De Bruyne showing all his vision and touch to play a superb ball, setting Carrasco free to run into the French penalty area. He took just a fraction too long on the ball, allowing Hernández to slide in and make a great tackle.

      Didier Deschamps made the first change on the hour mark, with Muani coming on for Marcus Thuram and things carried on in the same vein, with the French seeing plenty of the ball without creating any clear chances. The ball broke kindly on the edge of the area for Griezmann, who had a pop without troubling the keeper. Griezmann then set up Tchouameni just outside the area once again, and he blasted over for the umpteenth time. Tchouameni alone ended the evening having had twice as many shots as the whole Belgian team.

      After seemingly endless French possession, Belgium finally managed to create another chance, with the ball cut back to Lukaku, whose shot from close range was well saved by Maignan.

      My thoughts turned again to tonight’s dinner - cheese and spinach filo pie with salad and new potatoes.

      Saliba was next up to fire in a speculative effort. Again, it was close but off-target. Mbappé blasted wide.

      With extra time seemingly inevitable, Muani found a yard of space on the right of the 6-yard box. His scuffed shot deflected off Vertonghen’s knee and found the back of the neck. Replays showed it was going wide – no surprise. Could France cling on for 5 minutes plus stoppage time…?

      Yes. TFFT.



    2nd July
      Romania v Netherlands

      Romania 0


      Netherlands 3

      • C. Gakpo 20'
      • D. Malen 83', 90'+3

      Fußball Arena München


      The Teams:

      Romania


      • 1, F. Nițǎ
      • 22, V. Mogoș (B. Racovițan 38')
      • 15, A. Burcă
      • 3, R. Drăgușin
      • 2, A. Rațiu
      • 6, M. Marin - booked 67' (A. Cicâldău 72')
      • 10, I. Hagi (D. Alibec 72')
      • 21, N. Stanciu (c) - booked 81' (D. Olaru 88')
      • 18, R. Marin
      • 20, D. Man
      • 19, D. Drăguș (V. Mihăilǎ 72')

      Netherlands


      • 1, B. Verbruggen
      • 5, N. Aké (M. van de Ven 69')
      • 4, V. van Dijk (c)
      • 6, S. de Vrij
      • 22, D. Dumfries 78' - booked 78'
      • 14, T. Reijnders
      • 24, J. Schouten (J. Veerman 69')
      • 11, C. Gakpo (W. Weghorst 84')
      • 7, X. Simons
      • 25, S. Bergwijn (D. Malen 46')
      • 10, M. Depay (D. Blind 92')



      ⚽️ IBO Reporter: channonite


      |As far as my interest in this match goes, I know virtually nothing about any in the Romanian side, but a lot about the Netherlands side, from ex-Saints manager Ronald Koeman through the captain and ex-Saint Virgil van Dijk to several players who we have seen in the Premier League, including Aké, Gakpo, Weghorst, Depay and Blind.

      Liverpool's (and almost-Saint) Cody Gakpo scored an outstanding goal in the 20th minute. From then on, the Netherlands spurned chance after chance and just when I was thinking that they might pay for it, substitute Malen, who had come on for Bergwijn in the 46th minute, scored the first of his brace in the 83rd minute, with his second following in the 93rd minute.

      It wasn't all one-way traffic, as the Romanians pressed hard to begin with and forced the Netherlands into numerous errors. Gakpo's goal changed the balance of play, and the team, in their attractive away kit of dark blue with orange trim, did everything except score a hatful of goals.

      The second half saw Romania come out and try and up the tempo, but quite frankly, they didn't have the class of the Dutch side. The Romanians now go home but with their heads held high, while the Netherlands can look forward to the last of the quarter-final ties on Saturday evening against Turkey.




      Austria v Turkey

      Austria 1

      • M. Gregoritsch 66'

      Turkey 2

      • M. Demiral 1', 59'

      Leipzig Stadium


      Teams :


      Austria


      • 13 Pentz (Brondby)
      • 5 Posch (Bologna)
      • 4 Danso (Lens)
      • 15 Lienhart (Freiburg) Y (2 Wober (BMG) 64')
      • 16 Mwene (Mainz) (8 Prass (Sturm Graz) 46')
      • 6 Seiwald (RBL)
      • 20 Laimer (Bayern) (10 Grillitsch (Hoffenheim) 64')
      • 18 Schmid (Bremen) Y (11 Gregoritsch (Freiburg) 46')
      • 19 Baumgartner (RBL)
      • 9 Sabitzer (Dortmund)
      • 7 Arnautovic C

      Turkey


      • 1 Gunok (Besiktas)
      • 18 Muldur (Fenerbahce)
      • 3 Demiral (Al Ahli)
      • 16 Yuksek (Fenerbahce) Y (15 Ozcan (Dortmund) 58')
      • 14 Bardakci (Galatasaray)
      • 20 Kadioglu (Fenerbahce)
      • 22 Ayhan C
      • 6 Kokcu (Benfica) Y (17 Kahveci (Fenerbahce) 83')
      • 8 Guler (Real Madrid) (7 Akturkoglu (Galatasaray) 78')
      • 21 Yilmaz (Galatasaray)
      • 19 Yildiz (Juventus) (5 Yokuslu (WBA) 78')



      IBO Reporter : Spot51


      |I have been impressed by the Austrians whose organisation and effectiveness suggest CR7’s quote, “Rangnick is not even a coach”, proves he should stick to playing and leave the finer arts of assembling capable teams to those who can.

      With 14 based in Germany, 7 in Austria and a strong whiff of Red Bull coming from it, Ralf’s squad is ideal for the “Heavy Metal” football and 4-2-2-2 gegenpressing that he pretty much invented.

      Turkey were beaten by Portugal but won their other group games at a canter. Twelve of their 13 home-based players come from the Big 3 Istanbul sides. The other members are almost all with top European clubs. Vinnie Montella is a canny coach too. I was lucky enough to see him play for both Roma and Italy, and he knew where the goal was! He likes his sides to be disruptors, so this should be a tough old game!

      Turkey has loads of players on yellow cards after their encounter with that lunatic Romanian who booked pretty much everyone in their last group match. Ralf and several of his players would have expected this game at the Red Bull Arena to be like a “home match” till they walked out into a noisy cauldron of hate generated by the huge Turkish following.

      These sides met in a warm-up friendly earlier in the year, with Austria dishing out a 6-1 stuffing of Turkey. Montella has since used this to motivate his side and urged them to keep their heads tonight as revenge is best served cold.

      In Turkey’s first venture forwards, they won a corner on the right. Over came teenage sensation Guler to swing in a bitch of a cross. Two defenders and the keeper tried to keep the ball out, but it dropped to Demiral, who smashed it into the roof of the net. 57 seconds played - Turkey leads 0-1.

      The Austrians looked stunned. As they tried to regather their senses they next experienced the main trap Montella had set. On paper, Turkey play 4-3-3, but in their own half, this became 5-2-3, which is some barrier. Keeping 3 flyers high up the pitch also limits how many Austrians could dare to get forward without leaving themselves open to counterattacks.

      With a lead to protect Turkey were more than happy to sit tight and let Austria have the ball. You can hardly benefit from a high press when you have most of the ball and Austria found their usual approach was barely working.

      Baumgartner led the fightback and was the first to get a shot away but dragged it beyond the post. The same player almost levelled on 6m when Schmid’s corner from the right dropped at the back post. Baumgartner and Demiral tangled at the far post with them ending on the ground and the ball trickling wide.

      The match carried on at a furious pace, with the Turks defending but carrying a real threat on the counter. The Portuguese Ref seemed happy to let most things go. Lee Dixon, ITV’s co-commentator, sounded like a kid on Xmas morning at the excitement being generated on the pitch. On 10m, Kokcu became the first Turk to rule him out of their next game by getting booked.

      These Euros have showcased the emerging talent of several young stars. This is the first time I've had a good look at Arda Guler, and he could be the best of the bunch. He probably benefited from an injury limiting him to just 10 games in his first season at Real Madrid. He looks fresh when others seem jaded at the end of a long season. His talent is obvious, but his maturity and vision are exceptional for a teenager.

      Austria began to boss the possession stats but struggled to create clear openings. On 20m, Guler spotted Pentz had gone walkabout and had a shy at goal from the centre circle. It got the keeper scrambling but faded off target.

      On 24m, Turkey wins a 2nd corner, which Guler takes. They manage to get this out, but he takes the next one, and there is Demiral again, rising above all comers, but his header goes high. Yilmaz was also enjoying his game, wearing a huge grin as he broke forward after a nutmeg on his marker on halfway.

      Sabitzer got a shot away on 33m. The stats said Austria had 5 shots and Turkey 3 since the goal with none on target. Kadioglu at left back has a penchant for carrying the ball forward. On 37m, his progress was arrested by Schmid, who saw yellow as a result. Soon after Yuksek also saw yellow and he is another not playing at the weekend. In just 1 added minute Sabitzer found Baumgartner in the box but again his effort went wide. Half time and that early goal keeps Turkey in the box seat.

      There were 3 changes at halftime: the first 2 saw Ralf replace Mwene and Schmid with Prass and Freiburg goal machine Gregoritsch - the 3rd was the weather. It was now pissing down and slickening up the grass.

      The Austrians did seem to have had “encouragement to do better” as they dominated the early exchanges. Gregoritsch was soon given an opportunity to level by Baumgartner’s efforts. He stuck it wide but may have realised he was offside when the flag eventually went up. I hate that stupid bloody delay.

      Posch then found Gregoritsch from the left but his marker did enough to make him put his header off target. A minute later Arnautovic finally got behind the defence but Gunok was off his line to block what (I think) was their first effort on target.

      Guler then made a mug of Lienhart who brought him down and was booked. Austria stuck to the task but the Turks were not going to lie down. Most of the crosses were headed away and the frustrated shots from range routinely blocked. Arnautovic saw another effort go wide but the flag was up this time.

      Turkey’s first change saw Yuksek replaced by Ozcan who is with Dortmund. He had just come on when another Guler corner reached Demiral. The defender out-jumped all-comers and planted a firm header past Pentz to double the lead. Apparently, he celebrated with the “wolf salute” - a far-right Nationalist signal banned in some countries and is currently “being investigated by UEFA”.

      Austria then got a goal back also from a right wing corner. Sabitzer’s cross, Posch’s touch and Gregoritsch in the right place to score. 1-2 and a quarter of the game (in the now heavy rain) to come.

      Austria kept the pressure on but when their next corner arrived Gunok got up to punch the ball away. Demiral was now doing his day job, keeping Austria at bay and when the odd shot from distance did come in Gunok made the save.

      On 79m Turkey’s teenagers were given an early night: Yildiz and Guler replaced by Aturkoglu and the Baggies’ Yokuslu. With both sides kicking towards the opposing fans, paper cups had been routinely thrown at corner takers. When Sabitzer went to take the next Austrian corner he was hit by something harder, possibly a coin. While he was looked at by the Medics Turkey’s captain came over and asked his fans to cut it out.

      Austria continued to attack and some Turks were getting tired and cramping up. Kokcu was really struggling so he was replaced by Kahveci. Posch had looked a good source of crosses since coming on and with time running out he sent in another. Gunok decided to come but misjudged the flight. Behind him, Baumgartner may have been surprised but he stuck his header wide.

      Through the whole 2nd period Turkey retained a threat and Yilmaz won a footrace with the last defender only for Pentz to get there first and hack the ball away. There were 4 added minutes to play and everything (kitchen sink too) came into Turkey’s box. Players are down on the ground, the ball pings around Gunok’s goal then Mulder breaks out, feeds Yilmaz and Pentz again has to perform heroics in his box before belting it long.

      Corner for Austria in the 94th minute. The ball comes over, Baumgartner gets there, heads it back from where it came, down, on target: yet Gunok produces the save of the tournament to turn it away.

      What a save! What a match! Both teams were aware they had taken part in an exceptional sporting event. Both sets of fans stayed to cheer their sides’ efforts and the Turkish players clapped Austria off the pitch before going to celebrate with their rapturous support. Exactly the antidote we needed to ward off the tedium of earlier matches…

      Turkey will play the Netherlands in Berlin on Saturday night.