Only days until the start, I know I can't wait to get stuck in. Fly the flag and all that.

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Diary One
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Well I have no idea what the hell is going on. I have had the phone engineer out three times in the last week. He assures me that the phone line is fine. I just don't understand it. I know Sven has my number, and if he has lost it Robbie has all my numbers. So why hasn't anyone rung. It's getting to much. I have been living out of a suitcase in my own home for a week now. The World Cup kicks off at the end of the week, there is no way on earth I am going to be match fit come the big kick off. I was toying with the idea of just going, but no one has left me the address of the hotel the lads will be staying in. You would have thought someone would have left me a message at Madrid if they were having problems getting me here. Still Sven has had a lot on his mind this past week. Maybe he has just not had the time to ring me what with so many players getting injured. Having said that you would have thought they would want me
out there ASAP to cover for these guys.
Had to settle for watching the lads warm up against Korea and Cameroon on the TV. Was great to see Robbie score in the last game. Made me feel a bit sad mind. I remember when we used to share moments like that. The lads here at Madrid are great but there not Robbie. I feel like I have missed a magic moment with him. Still I sent him a TXT to let him know I was happy for him. He never rang back mind. Proberly all having a team meeting or something. They are all such great Pro's, they will want everything to be just right for the big kick off. I can't wait to be part of it all again. Come on Sven ring. RING
Read today that Becks looks like he is going to OK for the Sweden game. That is good news, we are going to have to be at our best to beat them. Sweden are a tough nut to crack, but I am sure we can do it. Maybe it is a good thing that the World think we have problems down that left side. I am feeling really good at the moment. Maybe I can catch them out and set up little Michael with a few chances just like in the good old days.
The other day while I was thinking back to the heady days at Liverpool, I remembered how low Stevie Gerrard must be feeling. I went to give him a quick call, see if he had any messages he wanted me to give to the lads when I went out there, and to see if he was ok, but he seems to have changed his number and forgotten to give me his new one. He always was a forgetful plonker. I'll get it off Robbie when I meet up with the squad.
I have to say I was very suprised with the goings on in the Irish camp. Roy Keane being sent home for having a go at his manager. I couldn't believe it. I would never do anything like that. In fact it reminded me of my grandma, she was Irish and she had a temper on her like you would not believe. I can remember the times we used to be round her house as little kids and she would lose it over the smallest thing.
Hey I wonder, maybe if Sven can't get hold of me I could play for the Irish squad instead? I had never thought of that. Prehaps I should give the Irish FA a quick ring and let them know I might be able to take Keane's place if Sven doesn't ring.

No answer, ah well, what was I thinking there. I'm English and proud of it. It's just I so want to play in this World Cup like all my team mates. They will only take the piss in pre season if I have spent the whole summer at home while they have all been at the World Cup.
Oh come on Sven and Mick one of you must ring.........