Greetings, gentle readers.
What we find is this: if women's football is a chess game where the manager's chief duty is to optimise the team on the pitch with respective to the seemingly ever-prevalent injury woes that plague the entire sport, then it is evident that the two senior practitioners of the art are Sarina Wiegman of England and Christian Wück of Germany. I might suggest that Pia Sundhage of Switzerland aspires to that level, but fell tragically short for any number of reasons.
The team that seems to be blithely immune to this sort of systemic diagnosis is Spain. The world champions seem to draw on a deep well of talent and a canny rotational system that keeps players off the physio's bench and eligible for the game day starting XI.
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| Cruciate Ligament Victim Lena Oberdorf |
Facing the defending world champions in the second semifinal of this year's European championship tournament are perennial challengers Germany. The Germans have not been anywhere near something resembling lucky in this tournament insofar as injuries are concerned. In addition to losing all-action team captain Giulia Gwinn in the very first match against Poland, the national team had already been denied the services of Lena Oberdorf for more than a calendar year, both through knee injuries.
Historically, German national sides have been renowned for their resiliency and versatility. For both the men's and women's teams, the ability to field competitive teams in the face of adversity has always been a point of pride, with individual players demonstrating talent and fortitude by playing through the pain barrier and in unfamiliar positions on the pitch when required.
Spain v. Germany
In this particular instance, bloody-minded stubbornness and discipline finally ran into the rugged shoals of reality. In addition to the suspensions of Kathy Hendrich for her ponytail tug against France and Sjoeke Nüsken for her accumulated yellow cards, the Germans found themselves without any defenders on the substitutes' bench through the catalogue of injuries. In fact, such was the dearth of defenders that Franziska Kett and Elisa Senß were asked to withdraw from their customary midfield roles and play as full-backs rather than wingers. Perhaps it was a measure of German desperation that Sara Däbritz was finally given her first start of the tournament rather than the more cynical tactic of reserving her services for extra-time or penalty shots. It was all hands to the proverbial pump for the eight-time European champions, and there was no margin for error.
By way of contrast, the world champion Spanish entered the semifinal at a canter. They had comfortably clocked the most goals scored of any team in the tournament, and had done so without risking or endangering any personnel along the way.
For those of you who haven't seen the match, the plot is rather pedestrian. The smart and elegant
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| Inconsolable Jule Brand |
Spaniards demonstrated a composed possession game, and the clinically-thinly-stretched Germans defended with iron-willed tenacity and full-hearted spirit. Forwards Jule Brand and Giovanna Hoffmann threw themselves forward at the very hint of a counter-attack, and Klara Bühl swept in from the wings to feed paper-thin forward probes with speculative crosses.
It was all destined to go to penalties. An impenetrable German defence, an over-elaborate Spanish midfield, and two superstar tournament-stealing goalkeepers in Ana Katrin Berger and Cata Coll.
But it was not to be. In the dying moments of extra time, Aitana Bonmatí cut down the right flank, reached the ball ahead of the touch line and fired a shot at the opposite corner flag. Maybe it was a cross. German keeper Berger certainly thought so, gesticulating with her right arm to indicate how her beleaguered centre-backs ought to deal with the marking in the 18-yard box.
What happened instead was that Bonmatí's right-footed swipe across her own body zipped preternaturally between the hitherto-ridiculously-resolute Berger and her near post and flashed inside the inside of the far post, using an angle hitherto only known to non-Euclidean geometricians and Lovecraftian acolytes.
If Germany had scored a goal at any point during the proceedings, the result would most likely have swerved in the opposite direction, but credit to the Spanish — they did what they needed to do. They had superior talent, stamina, depth, and patience. The Germans ran out of all of those quantities in the final analysis.
Spain v. England
When next we meet in Frankenstone, don't come alone.
Until the Final on Sunday, 27 July, I bid you good-day.
Goodnight England, and the colonies.
Cheers,
—mARKUS





















