No-one seems to have noticed this recently... http://football.guardian.co.uk/worldcup2002/comment/story/0,11925,726254 ,00.html All the 'us' and 'we' from the pundits, all the replica shirts and wallcharts, all the 'you're with us or against us'. All of this carried off without a moment's irony. Not to support England is as unfashionable as turning off the telly during Diana's funeral. It's worse when they win and the triumphalism kicks in. 'We are the best' is the insistent tone. Rule Britannia is sung with utter seriousness. Whereas other nations seem capable of realising that it is only a game, in England it is too often considered more than a game. The puffing and preening and inflated self-worth that follows every victory - and, embarrassingly, on occasion a draw - suggest a country desperately keening for a return to supremacy. It's a point of view. And, gratifyingly, it is shared by Bill Drummond, the musician from KLF and the country's pre-eminent prankster. In his wise and wonderful book 45 he is asked: 'Is there any country that you'd be willing to go to war against, Bill?' 'England,' came the instant reply. A flippant answer maybe, but . . . This from a man whose mother is English, who has lived in England all his life and fathered children exclusively with English women. Admittedly, his dad is Scottish. I gave him a call. 'There is no defence for my situation. I've chosen to live in England. I know it is crap, pathetic, not even pathetic in a way I can celebrate. I always cry when I hear Flower of Scotland . It must be almost impossible for an English person to know how that feels. I mean, it is impossible to cry at God Save the Queen . It's a very, very ugly thing to see all those English people after England win.'