Tuesday 3rd July
Woke up. Looked at the clock. 2.30am. Same as usual, then. Although I get some more sleep, so perhaps the melatonin is working a bit. Up properly at 5.30am and get a ham and cheese croissant from some posh new place called 'Guy Savoy Brioche'. Very nice. Watch the Sweden match in the hotel room. I think they deserved it, just. Shower, then off to the Venetian.
The plan is to get a new Grazie card (I left all my player cards at home), find a place for brunch to watch the England match, starting at 11am. I find a place with a screen and order food. There's no sound, but the menu looks nice. I get chatting to the barman as we watch the first 20 minutes. I hear a cheer in the background and decide to pay up and find somewhere with volume. I find 'Public House' and settle down to some over-sweet 'mocktail', given that I'm playing a $600 Deepstack after the match. Bit embarrassing when England go to extra time, nursing my one drink. When we get to penalties, it's clear that the place I was in before is about 20 seconds ahead of our TV because there's a massive roar when Colombia save our third penalty. I run over there to watch the end. England winning on penalties when we miss first! Blimey. By the way, Columbia deserved nothing from that match. Justice.