Switzerland 1 (Carl Jung 49) Wales 1 (Carl Jung og 74)
Ah, the perils of arrogance and a superiority complex. Switzerland – historically perhaps the most over-achieving international football side in the world, alongside Uruguay – were hammering the Welsh. Mollocating them. This was a case of complete dominance; quick, incisive passing which left the sons of Glyndŵr confused and oafish. They scored in the 49thminute – after which, they decided they’d done enough for the day. These rain-soaked warbling valley dwellers were simply beneath their station, they reckoned – and they became dilatory, lazy, careless. They failed to track back. They gave up on attacking. The commentators – Robbie Savage was the so-called expert – couldn’t see what was happening. 'It’s hard to see where a Wales goal is going to come from,' Steve Wilson said on about 70 minutes. Not to me or most fans it wasn’t.
Wales were getting closer by the second and when the goal came – a superb header from a top Championship level forward, Kieffer Moore – it was no surprise. At which point the Swiss (none of their players sounded Swiss, by the way) suddenly woke up – but too late, too late. Serves you right, you money laundering hobgoblins.
Good luck to Wales. There is some talent there – Moore, Aaron Ramsey, Daniel James and my own favourite young starlet, Bournemouth’s David Brooks who is a class act and about as Welsh as me. There is also Gareth Bale who, today, lumbered and panted and sadly proved Real Madrid were right to get rid. I’m sure he is a talismanic presence, but maybe he could provide that presence from the bench and let Brooks play a full game.
Man of the Match – Kieffer Moore (Wales)
Question of the Match – why was this played in Baku?