Hence another in the endless late-Hodgson reshuffles on England’s flanks, where an odd fretfulness has become Hodgson’s defining feature in the last days.

I’d experienced this alchemy before—the day’s accumulated fretfulness and discomfort turning into pure exhilaration, though seldom this intensely.

At first, these monologues glow with a hopeful trust, though you might detect a whispering fretfulness.