Yet ironically, since 1945, surrendering is one thing this the English have excelled at. First it was the empire. Then at Wembley in 1953 our presumed footballing superiority was dashed when Puskas’ Hungary thrashed us 6-3 (I wonder how the FA will mark that anniversary). We have surrendered the idea of being a monocultural nation: there’s a reason why there will be so many Irish there on Wednesday night, some of whom will be sitting amongst the England fans. We’ve also surrendered to being not completely apart from Europe. Does everyone welcome any or all that we’ve given up in order to become what we are now? It’s complicated. “No Surrender” rings out while we’re cheering on a team that is the perfect example of a post-imperial, multicultural and Europeanised England.