No more tears or pain now- this young England team deserve our applause | Barney Ronay

A young, unheralded bunch of players have gone further than those before who were considered more obviously talented, more golden, more authentic

Leave the flags out. Have another glass. Take another appear, if you can, at those moments from Kaliningrad to Moscow when this capable England team played above itself and turned a drowsy, toxic summer back home into something else.

Let’s not have any anguish this time. England’s four and a half weeks at the World Cup deserves a little better, even after a 2-1 defeat by Croatia in Moscow that was decided deep into extra time.

And no tears even at the memory of that goalscoring start when for a few moments the planes flew backward through the sky, the cats barked, the police horses meowed and England did seem to be heading towards their first World Cup final on foreign soil.

Gareth Southgate’s team played to their restrictions at the Luzhniki Stadium, as they had against Colombia and against Tunisia all those millions of years ago in the midge-mists of Volgograd.

In the end England observed a superior opponent here, a team with deeper gears and with a mania to run right to the end. Croatia came out like warriors in the second half, the craft and winning habits of Luka Modric and Ivan Rakitic starting to intrude like a firm hand on the elbow as video games ticked down.

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England fans heartbroken after Croatia qualify for World Cup final- video

By the start of extra timeit was a case of counting who could still run. England appeared done, cooked. Harry Kane limped gamely. Jordan Henderson maintained on chugging about like a cavalry captain on a dying pony. Jesse Lingard and Dele Alli determined weird depths of energy, operating on fumes.

The Luzhniki had been full to capability at kick-off, the sunlight above the lip of the roof fading to powder blue. The crowd was swollen by 10,000 England fans who attained it here by lay-overs and nights spent on airport benches, and who pegged out the bed-sheet bivouac at one end, the familiar pageantry of painted flags, a tour of Albion from Exeter to Hartlepool.

With five minutes gone the evening seemed to be heading their style. Alli was fouled on the edge of the box. Kieran Trippier has been getting closer all tournament. As the ball dipped and curled and bulged the net the air seemed to rush out through the roof, then rush right back in as England’s fans basked and bumped and rolled over each other in puppyish joy.

For 20 minutes this felt like England’s game. On the touchline Gareth Southgate looked calm, striding about in his waistcoat, stroking his whiskery chin and resembling once again a very clever cartoon badger who drives an old-fashioned car and plays the violin.

Raheem Sterling ran hard but lacked edge. Harry Kane missed an opportunity he would normally gorge himself on like a starve man. And at half-time and 1-0 up England truly did seem to have one foot jammed in the door for a return to this stadium on Sunday.

Except they didn’t start again after the violate. Croatia were suddenly driving the game, pressing England back on the flanks, discovering pits that had previously been disguised. The equaliser came from the right, Ivan Perisic sticking a leg up above Kyle Walker’s dipped head to deflect the ball in.

On we is entered into a bruising, draining extra time. The objective felt like it was coming, even before Mario Mandzukic peeled off the back of John Stones and finished smartly.

And so: exit music.England’s World Cup summertime is done. How will we remember those four weeks spent watching Harry and Dele and Harry from the dust of Samara to the semi-detached oddity of Kaliningrad?

Above all, this has been a dreamy, all-consuming piece of escapism. In tough times back home football has felt like a warm embrace, like a rush of chemical pleasure, like the best night out you’ve had in ages.

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There will, of course, be that urge to give all this some wider meaning. It has been an odd feature of England’s progress at this tournament that so many have latched on to the idea of a moral dimension to victory, the notion that England have won matches because their methods are righteous, their hearts pure, and not, say, because Mateus Uribe didn’t make his penalty kick two inches lower at the Spartak Stadium.

Sport is a chimera, it drags tales along in its aftermath. Champions are often blackguards. Losers are often nice. Sport and its storylines are just a decoration, a painting on the wall.

But it can still provide something uplifting. It is hard not to feel part of the exuberance for this team comes from a feeling of relief. A lot of young English people have been told for the last few years that times are hard, that their lives are set one way and that things were always, always better in the past.

Watching this England team- and yes, it is of course only a football squad- has seemed to provide a different kind of script. A young, unheralded bunch of players have gone further than those before who were more obviously talented, more golden, more authentic, finding ways to succeed through teamwork and energy and a refusal to be cowed.

It is hopeful to see this, to look at Alli or Harry Maguire or Jordan Pickford and say, well, people told them that they probably couldn’t do it either.

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Football isn’t real life. It is a separate world packed with hammy feelings and big fat wet notes of drama, always straining to mean a great deal more than it does. But it can provide a little inspiration along the way, another kind of story. England in a semi-final, with a likable squad led by the great Gareth, has been precisely this. No tears this time. There is St Petersburg on Saturday to follow. But they are, eventually, coming home.

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