Still keeping the British end up abroad through a combination of steely will power and the kind of boundless enthusiasm one can only gain by ingesting huge quantities of Mike Tyson’s Black Energy, our intrepid FanCast reporter Oscar Pye-Jeary completes his whistle stop, stop, go, stop, stop, go, flight, bus, stop, go tour of the group stages in a whirl of beer, songs and garish clothing all but the Eastern Block forgot.
This time he arrives back in Donetsk to take on the foreign hoards on their own patch. Faced with the charming beauty and culture of a little visited foreign city, he does what all true, patriotic Englishmen would, and spends the vast amount of his time in an English-themed pub.
Enjoy, cherish or simply laugh mockingly at his erstwhile attempts to convince you that he’s had a far better time than you this week. So nar nar nar nar nar nar!