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Why Euros aftermath shows we must all raise our game against racism

After the dust has settled on an emotional journey to the Euros final, I feel we can now look at what the boys have achieved and realise what an amazing feat it really was.

To face an amazing Italy side that hasn’t actually lost a game for over three years, and only lose on penalties, a game of luck and nerves, shows true class.

Of course, England being England, we can’t get to a final without souring it in some way.

Forgetting the fact we trashed central London before the game had even begun (talk about pride in your country eh?) and beating up Italy fans as they left Wembley, there’s actually a much more sinister cloud above our nation now.

It’s unfortunate that a lot of people expected the worst when Bukayo Saka missed his penalty.

And what happened?

The poor lad, along with Saint Marcus Rashford and Jadon Sancho, was inundated with racist abuse via social media.

Abuse hurled by people who claim to love football, to support their country and dare I say, understand football.

But if you were to understand football, then you would surely get that we wouldn’t even be in the final if it wasn’t for Saka’s low cross into the box against Denmark in the semis, that caused Kjaer to score an own goal and ultimately bring us back into the game.

If you were to understand football, you’d realise that in Saka’s first five games, he won three Man of the Match awards – even a five-year-old would understand that this boy has some serious talent.

And he’s 19 years old.

The most these racist yobs would have done by that age is learn how to spell GCSE. This lad helped take us to a final for goodness sake.

Those that pride themselves on ruining an amazing achievement seem to forget that our best player in the tournament, Raheem Sterling, whose name they’ve been singing proudly, was born in Jamaica.

Our Captain, Harry Kane, his dad is from Galway, Ireland.

Saka’s parents are from Nigeria. I could go on.

It’s safe to say that without the immigration, our squad would be far less talented, and we’d have had a much less to cheer about.

For a few weeks I felt proud to be English, but unfortunately, that quickly changed.

It’s time people took responsibility for their ignorance.

I’m ashamed of anyone who has eyes and chooses not to see.