And then, suddenly, there was Mikel Merino circling the corner flag again, another marvellous moment to emulate his father Ángel Miguel and embrace his son Marco. To hold those who got him here and the whole of Spain, who would have hugged him back if they had the chance. There was pandemonium up in Pamplona especially: on the day the San Fermín fiestas begin with the city wearing white shirts and red neckerchiefs in celebration of their patron saint, they celebrated the son they have out in the US too.
Merino was born in the Navarrese capital the day Spain lost to England at Euro 96. Now, wearing white and red like everyone back home, he had scored the late, late goal that sent the selección into the World Cup quarter-finals: a hero once more, the fiesta was taken to every corner of the country.
