YAWN IN THE USAEngland, an apology. Football Daily and the wider English media may have previously depicted Thomas Tuchel’s lads as world champions in waiting after taking apart a Croatian team led by Luka Modric, 78, in a second-half Texan surge, but we were all so very wrong. Still, as the nation awoke following the goalless draw with Ghana, we had our England back. Tradition matters. Tea cups on the lawn, curled-up cucumber sandwiches, overpriced service stations, complaining about the weather, prime ministers departing office; familiarity is important to this nation’s psyche. England serving up the dullest game yet of the Geopolitics World Cup brought that self-same wash of familiarity. A corner of a foreign field that is forever England playing like a drain, a nation’s hopes sagging. England, our ruddy bloody England, welcome home, we’ve been expecting you.In Massachusetts, English attacks were dashed on the rocks of a carefully laid plan by the familiar face of Carlos Queiroz, a wily fox who knows just how to push the buttons of opponents getting ahead of themselves. The stats read 80% possession to England, 19 shots to two, but an xG of 1.28, which probably accounted for Nico O’Reilly’s header off the bar and Harry Kane clanking the rebound into the stratosphere. The ghosts of Sven, Capello, Hodgson and late-period Southgate made their presence felt. “Boston Z Party” read one waggish headline. Geddit?The phrase ‘it is what it is’ did the rounds afterwards, the glibbest of the glib employed to describe a match that was a great big nothing burger smeared in Monterrey Jack cheese, sat between a toasted patty of all our yesterdays, with a side salad of knives being sharpened for the national team coach. It wasn’t quite England 0-0 Algeria in 2010. That game is best rewatched as an act of masochism. The vibes in Boston were nowhere near as bad, despite Tuchel’s gathering rage and fiery sideline exchanges with Jude Bellingham and Djed Spence that are set to be memed to high heaven. Of course, none of this really matters. So baggy is the 48-team GWC that a point all but assured England of a place in what those on Fox Soccer are terming “the 32”.Next up, on Saturday, a familiar opponent in already-eliminated Panama, whose narrow 1-0 loss to Croatia further heightened the sense that victory in Dallas was perhaps not the signpost to global glory that many might have painted it as. Time to panic? English panic is the envy of the world, after all. Not yet. Not just yet. Better to see things in the round. It has been a greatest hits playlist of a GWC so far: Lionel Messi doing Messi things, Cristiano Ronaldo being a grump before delighting his interesting fanbase with goals against, er, Uzbekistan, Kylian Mbappé and Erling Haaland smashing them in for fun and Turkey being rubbish. An England snooze-along is all part of the dance, a comfy chair to bask in and remind us who we truly are.LIVE ON BIG WEBSITEWe kick off with the final Group B matches at 3pm EST/8pm BST. Rob Smyth is in charge for Switzerland 2-0 Canada, while Will Unwin helms Bosnia and Herzegovina 3-1 Qatar. Later, Scott Murray will be all over Scotland 0-3 Brazil at 6pm EST/11pm BST, and at the same time Ella Brockway is helming Morocco 4-0 Haiti. The fun, preposterously, does not stop there, as Group A concludes at 9pm EST/2am BST with Czechia 0-1 Mexico under the watchful eye of Alexander Abnos, and South Africa 1-2 South Korea with Jeff Rueter on duty.RECOMMENDED BUYINGWe have some Football Weekly Live events coming, folks. If you want to see Max Rushden, Barry Glendenning and other top, top pod squad members in the flesh, you can do so in Dublin on 1 September or in that there London on 9 September. And on 16 July, Football Weekly: Live in New York City is sold out, but livestream tickets are still available.QUOTE OF THE DAY“Until the final there are still a few games to go but if we win the final then I will make that haircut. This is my promise to Germany” – after changing his profile picture on social media disgraces to an AI one in which he sports the real Ronaldo’s 2002 triangle fringe, Jamie Leweling vows to make it a reality should Die Mannschaft win the GWC. “It was a bit of ‌fun but it got so ‌much attention that [he] sent me a shirt. A Brazilian reporter gave it to me,” added Leweling.skip past newsletter promotionafter newsletter promotionJamie Leweling holds up the shirt given him by the real Ronaldo. Photograph: Alexander Hassenstein/Getty ImagesThere he is! Photograph: Antonio Scorza/AFP/Getty ImagesFOOTBALL DAILY LETTERS