Sport 12 July 2010 The Spanish know how to celebrate Unlike the English . . . Sign UpGet the New Statesman's Morning Call email. Sign-up I have written already about the relative merits of Britishness and Englishness in relation to football, proposing a UK team, and I was told off in various quarters for being a naughty boy. So I won't expand at great length on the relief I felt last night that England was not in the final, given the ugly havoc the side's presence would have thrown up on our streets, except to say that I happened to be in a Spanish restaurant during the final between Holland and Spain. The atmosphere was friendly, warm and generous. When Spain scored its late winner, there was hugging and dancing and flag-waving, but with none of the screaming, aggression or violence that accompanies England games. The experience made me think about what it is to be English these days. › David Miliband on Peter Mandelson’s memoir James Macintyre is political correspondent for the New Statesman. Subscribe For daily analysis & more political coverage from Westminster and beyond subscribe for just £1 per month!