Man, what a madness at the Mercedes-Benz Stadium! England, those who think they're God on earth, are trailing at half-time to DR Congo 1-0, even though the scoreboard shows 0-0. Yes, you heard right: Brian Cipenga's goal in the 7th minute is like a slap across the face of English football.

Listen up, bro: the ball in the box, Cipenga shoots to the near post, Pickford doesn't even touch it. It was a beauty, boss! But I didn't have time to explain, because Bellingham, Rashford, all those guys shat themselves.

And here's how it stands: chances England had, but the Congolese keeper, Mpasi, turned into a wall. Konsa headed wide, Bellingham shot at the keeper, Wan-Bissaka cleared Rashford's shot off the line - yes, Wan-Bissaka, that guy raised in Congo, now plays for Congo, not English anymore! Wissa hit the bar, Bellingham again shot at the keeper.

Then, in the 44th minute, comes VAR. Harry Kane, the captain, goes into the box, the keeper comes out with his knees, Kane falls. The Jordanian referee, Adham Makhadmeh, says 'no penalty'.

VAR checks, still no penalty. But to me, it looks like Kane threw himself like in an opera show. And then I think: if it were the other way around, would the English have whistled?

I don't think so. England came unbeaten to the round of 16, with wins over Croatia 4-2, Panama 2-0, and a 0-0 draw with Ghana. But today, they haven't shown up, playing like they're on vacation.

Congo, on the other hand, finished 3rd in their group, with a 1-1 draw with Portugal, a 0-1 loss to Colombia, and a 3-1 win over Uzbekistan. And they're right. I look at the teams: England with Pickford, Spence, Konsa, Guehi, O'Reilley, Anderson, Rice, Madueke, Bellingham, Rashford, Kane.

Congo with Mpasi, Wan-Bissaka, Mbemba, Tuanzebe, Masuaku, Mukau, Moutoussamy, Sadiki, Mbuku, Wissa, Cipenga. The winner plays Mexico at the Estadio Azteca. If England go out, it's a national shame.

But let's be serious: if they lose, is it the referee's fault? No, it's their fault for not scoring. Let's see what Tuchel does in the second half.

For now, I'm going to tell my boy Brian that real football is in Congo, not in the Premier League.