 Massive-name footballers have seen dead-legged, but they've found a way in almost every game. Often late on, after playing appallingly, even against tiny little sides, they've needed to scrape, come from behind victories. And they've kept going. They've kept going. They've never played a coherent game of football. They've never looked organised. They've never looked balanced. Somehow, though, they've almost magicked their way to victory. And again yesterday against the Netherlands in the semi-final,