Spain hadn't kicked a ball yet, and the country was already losing its mind about it.
It wasn't unique to Spain.
Every nation with a team in the tournament was going through its own version of the same collective anxiety but there was something specific about the Spanish experience of it, which was that Spain had watched days of football involving everyone else and had spent the entire time being told, by pundits and newspapers and strangers on the internet, that they were the best team in the tournament.
For some, it was probably true, but for others, it was debatable.
And that somehow made the waiting worse rather than better.
On Spanish Twitter, or whatever it was called this week, the dominant mood on the fourteenth of June was a particular flavour of restless.
Al menos juegan mañana.At least they play tomorrow.
