America prefers not to be the runner-up. Instead, we like to be the 1-er up.
It makes so much sense now!
Wales, you don't count.
I see stripes, but I see no stars. What gives?
... Uh huh... Uh huh...
... Oh, the stripes make one big asterisk? Kill yourself.
MER THEN SCERTLERND, ERRLERND, AND ERNGLERND!!!
"Mmm, yes, quite so! Cheers for the heads-up!"
"Right, which one is that?"
"Erm... Wight, I think? No, no, no. Maybe the Inner Hebrides."
I won't spoil the ending, but there are goals aplenty for sure! We're still trying to figure out why there was no stoppage time.