I guess writing about what Gareth Southgate meant to me might have made more sense in June/July, but hell, I was enjoying life too much. My prologue is really the epilogue, at least of his England manager career – and were it not for that last minute overhead kick when it looked like we were being dumped out of Euro 2024, this may have a different tone. 6 pints in and on the 6.5% beer by this point, I’d pretty much given up. Yet England hadn’t. Jude Bellingham hadn’t. The team managed by Gareth Southgate hadn’t. From then on, I … Continued