In Wayne Rooney’s
case, everyone had almost forgotten. He needed to make a statement. He
needed to lift a load off his mind at the end of a troubling season. He
needed to remind the world and himself that he was born to do special
things with a football, not to mope and worry.
So
he did it by scoring for England from 25 yards on the night they
re-opened the stadium where the Brazilians had just spent the first half
of this extraordinary match teaching the English why the Maracana
requires a much bigger trophy room than Wembley.
Out
of a night which looked like it was going to confirm so many depressing
realities for Roy Hodgson’s schizophrenic team, Rooney summoned up a
moment befitting the grand stage here.
It was a
reminder that the unique and gifted sportsmen can do the unexpected at
the most critical moments. It will, it is to be hoped, inspire the men
around him who looked so sluggish for so long last night that there may
be similar glories and grandeur on offer to them in this land of
football passion and romance if they sort out their haphazard World Cup
qualifying campaign.
How infuriating can this England team be? Forty-seven years of hurt. And counting
With any luck –
and still we will need it – Rooney is now going to charge through
England’s Autumn of qualifiers fuelled by the dazzling memory of what he
did. In fact, if he wants to come back here and do the same thing all
over again at the tournament next summer, then his mission is already
clear. He may, indeed, be surplus to requirements at Manchester United
but England simply cannot do without him.
How
infuriating can this England team be? Forty-seven years of hurt. And
counting. Then a polite, but damning, observation in the Maracana’s
match programme that they “have not been much of a threat since 1996”.
Last night’s first-half performance looked like England had come to
Brazil to do nothing but hope to escape without too many wounds. Now,
though, we have not one, but two wonder goals, scored in the stadium
which is the spiritual home of the greatest football nation the world
has known.
And the equally paradoxical fact was
that Rooney’s goal helped Hodgson’s side secure a draw which looks
impressive because of its setting when, in fact, they had been played
off the park throughout the first half. It was also due to the fact that
the Brazilians who had looked so much more dangerous began piling on
substitutes and lost their way.
But perhaps the
dazzle with which Neymar threatened Joe Hart’s goal in the first half is
little more than that – mere glitter. Certainly, the Brazilians are
worried they are not as good as they should be.
That
impression was confirmed once Hodgson sent on Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain
and shifted Phil Jones out of midfield to right back. Then, his side
finally looked like they could make a game of this celebratory occasion.
Throughout
the first half, this had been another of those increasingly regular
matches when our national side puts on a display of its new, but not
very inspiring or interesting way of playing.
Bereft
of creative talent and shredded of so many key players by injury, they
seemed incapable of offering anything more than the damage-limitation
exercise which they got away with for nearly an hour. Hodgson had set up
a 4-5-1 formation and it looked like the idea was simply to get back on
the night flight across the Atlantic relatively unscathed.
In truth, that idea only remained intact by half-time because of the excellence of England’s goalkeeper, Hart.
At that point, you wondered if anyone would really miss England if they do not make it back here next summer.
After
Oxlade-Chamberlain’s equaliser and then Rooney’s instant of
inspiration, though, England got their glimpse of Brazil’s footballing
Promised Land. Now they know precisely what they will miss if they fail
in the Autumn.
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