With the World Cup in South Africa just over a week away World Cup fever is gripping the country. You cannot enter a shop without being bombarded with England merchandise to hang out of your window, stick on your wall, paint on your face, display on your car or just about any other possibility conceivable. I cannot tell you how much I love this, the arguments with my friends about how the referee "handed Chelsea the win" or "totally screwed Arsenal over
" will come to an end, for once all fans are united together to support the national team. We share the joy of that last minute goal, multiply the anger towards "that outrageous decision" and shed a national tear when England are inevitably knocked out.
" will come to an end, for once all fans are united together to support the national team. We share the joy of that last minute goal, multiply the anger towards "that outrageous decision" and shed a national tear when England are inevitably knocked out.Not only does the World Cup bring football fans together, it pulls in all the borderline fans and even those who aren't 
remotely interested in football. They don't quite share the full emotion of the event but they are still happy when England win, annoyed at the opposition player who dives and sad when things go wrong. My sister for one enjoys the atmosphere, she will undoubtedly have a St George's Cross painted on her face at some point in the next month.
remotely interested in football. They don't quite share the full emotion of the event but they are still happy when England win, annoyed at the opposition player who dives and sad when things go wrong. My sister for one enjoys the atmosphere, she will undoubtedly have a St George's Cross painted on her face at some point in the next month.All year I have been saying I won't get to into this World Cup to save myself from the heartbreak when the worst happens, but just yesterday I found myself purchasing an England top (not a replica shirt - I'm not a millionaire) to wear to show my support. I have been completely sucked in, even the con that is the Panini World Cup sticker album has got me. I am 17 years old and as soon as a World Cup comes along I am back to being a child: collecting stickers, putting on my new shirt for every England match, hugging my dad/brother/friends when England win, making excuses when something goes wrong and violently kicking an inanimate object when England lose, followed by wimpering about my sore foot for the rest of the day.
Thinking about it, however England do I will enjoy the next month, I can share emotions, swap my sticker doubles, cheer on my sweepstake team (Denmark) and act like a child. My hopes aren't high but COME ON ENGLAND!!
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