I made my from Edinburgh to London yesterday and headed straight from my train to this pub (infamous for being where Jack The Ripper found his victims) to watch a bunch of Londoners freak right out as their World Cup team lost to Germany. Here's a clip from when they thought they scored, only to have the ref not call it (despite it obviously being past the goal line). You can't see it very well, but at the very beginning one testosterone heavy Brit accidentally threw his beer at me: