Spot the ball...

….or blur as Oscar salvages a tiny bit of national pride in the most astounding match of the World Cup so far.

After the first German goal I popped into the kitchen for a few minutes to get ice cream from the freezer and came back to find Germany had scored three goals in three minutes, which they then swiftly followed up with a fifth, then a sixth and even a seventh. It reminded me of the junior football matches where an A league team played a C league one and we cringed on the touchlines.

At least Brazil got a 90th minute goal.

I won't be playing any football though (not that I do anyway) as today the doctor told me the lump and pain in my heel is achilles tendonitis. It's very OUCH right now.