And so welcome to our belated coverage of Euro 2008. We say belated because on a weekend like this, there's a veritable cornucopia of sporting endeavour to savour and you need more eyes than Argus (little classical allusion there but we've hit the vino early) and are in more spurting minds than a dog with three dicks.
Frankly multi-tasking doesn't even begin to cover it on Saturday night with England closing in on a win in the Test after asking the Kiwis to follow on (which sounds like a civilised invitation but really is the exact opposite), joining Mrs Spurt monitoring the Canadian GP qualifying and Czech opening the tournament against the Swiss hosts in Basel, with Portugal vs Turkey as the main course later in the evening ,
To the Euros first and an opening ceremony which was marginally less out and out bonkers than we usually see, in that it was vaguely comprehensible, partly in keeping with the whole Swiss/Austria alpine theme and not just the usual combination of abstract shapes, high concepts and piss poor performance art.
A fairly decent game ensues in which the Czech's win 1-0 and influential Swiss captain Frei is crocked is a welcome h'ors derves for the tournament proper,
However surfing over to Montreal and Robert Kubica snatches pole, well almost, until a barnstorming final lap from Lewis Hamilton powers home to leave England and Poland one-two on the grid, probably the only time we'll see that this summer. The Ferraris are nowhere and it promises a decent race for tonight.
But back to the football and with any of the home nations absent, we've decided the Euros are not about who you want to win, they're all about who you don't and for us that means Germany, France and or Portugal, who romped all over Turkey last night.
Oh all alright if you insist we pick a winner, Greece, are the unlikliest defending champions since David took on Goliath's bigger brother and surely that means we've got to root for Spain the side for which the phrase perennial underachievers could have been minted, if England hadn't already made it their own. Nope it's Spain and especially the Netherlands who carry all out hopes oh and Poland for Mrs Spurt while Croatia are our dark horses. That should cover all the bases.
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