It has been a breath of fresh air. A tournament to make even the most cynical, hard-bitten football writer fall in love all over again.
The Euros has lived up to every set of hopes and expectations - and then some. Goals, fun, openness, sell-out crowds and friendly faces enjoying the most incredible, unforgettable and beautiful football summer.
I often go to games and there is a swirling, nasty atmosphere around stadiums which makes it intimidating for mums and dads to take kids. Swearing, loutish behaviour full of booze and in the last year or so it has gone up a notch with pitch invasions, the return of crowd trouble and last year’s Euros final at Wembley was a real low for English football.
