A Dear God Letter

Dear God,
Thank you for vision and precision you gifted you David Beckham, for Peter Crouch needed the ball to arrive at his head rather so that he can nodded home England's opening goal against Trinidad & Tobago. And also the strength and stamina for the England skipper to work his socks off for his country.

Thank you for the faith you placed in the hearts of every England fans. It has been a long wait, and the longest 83 minutes in their lives. Yet, deep in their hearts, they believed that the Three Lions are going to break the jinx that they have ventured into Germany without ever wining their opening two World Cup matches in history.

If there was any moment of boredom throughout the 90 minutes, I thank you for letting me have the most interesting commentary since this World Cup started. While the eleven men in white on the pitch were constantly being frustrated by their red jerseys counterparts, the commentator added some spice into it.

If there was a moment where I almost thought all was gone for the Three Lions, you had John Terry cleared the ball off the line. That was the one moment when my heart went to my throat. It would have been even more heart wrenching for me had the goal went it, though it was heartache enough to see a dejected Michael Owen walked off the pitch.

Thank you for hearing the commentator’s prayer. He wanted David to Bend It like Beckham, and he really did. If you had arranged for Frank Lampard to miss the target even if he were to continue playing till midnight, then it must have been also you decision to let Steven Gerrard drove his volley home late, late into the game.

Now, I sincerely hope you will have both Wayne Rooney and Michael Owen play together at some stage of this tournament. For the rhythm of the game was broken without St. Michael. The pace was broken each and every time the ball came to Crouch, and that certainly won’t do good when they play against stronger sides.

Amen.