Proving our talent
No nerves here, as we surely secure the armband for the next few games with another snappy hat-trick.
We're now a proper part of the squad - look, we're hanging out with Gerrard and Hargreaves on the way to the tunnel.
With two more victories, we're through to the knock-out stage. McClaren, though, gives the captaincy back to Terry. Is he telling us something?
We battle Portugal in the Quarter-Finals, earning ourselves another few goals.
And the right to call ourselves Beckham's best mate, don't you know...
McClaren. Disappointed. Again. He's just jealous of us and Becks.
We're flying high in an effort to win back the captain's armband - topping the score table for the competition.
Another game, another hat-trick.
The crowd love us! We're on to the final!
And with a towering Man Of The Match performance, surely McClaren has to let us lead England into the final as captain?
We're finally there - this is what all the sweat has been about.
We can almost touch the trophy...
