Shame we lost in the land where they made soccerball, but it was worth it to see Terry John's face when he headkicked that goal

Who'd have thought it? Sir David Beckham turned his back on the States to play for Britain one last time. We'd have won at the Wemberley Soccerdome if Goldenhair had turned out for us. Why do you think we payed a gazillion dollars?

But we can forgive Sir Becks. I'm just glad he didn't score a 68.4-yard field goal like he did at the weekend.

The Galaxy wide receiver might not clock up the rushing yards like he used to, but you can still trust him to hit winning passes without getting sacked. His completion rate of 0.8379 is the best since John Harkes – and he was a Hall of Famer with the Sheffield Steelers.

Welcome to New Wemberley: American fans enjoy their day out

But I can take losing just to see Terry John's face after he headkicked that first conversion. Totally. It was such a shame what happened to TJ in Moscow.

Chelsea Blues is my favourite franchise. We flew over Stamford Ballpark on the way here, seeing where Peter the Czech and the Cole brothers play. In fact, the whole airplane journey into LHR was an experience. Saw all the sights: Buckinghamshire Palace, London Bridge, the circus at Piccadilly. . . it will be a shame to leave.

Far out: Beckham scores from 70 yards for the LA Galaxy against Kansas City Wizards last Saturday

Wemberley was rad, man. It was bigger than my pop described it. But he reckons it hasn't been the same since the Twin Towers came down. Don't know what Al-Qaida gotta do with it but the Brits sure built it up bigger and better. Never let those terrorists win.

It was an honour to play in the country where they made soccerball up nearly 60 years ago. But even back in 1950 we beat Britain at the first World Bowl, and I can't wait to beat them next time we host the big one in 2018.

There was a time when the United States was the losingest team on the planet. Then we showed everyone with the World Bowl in 1994. We would have won it if Diana Ross hadn't missed that PK. She knows how JT and Nicko A feel. What were we thinking letting a chick take it?

But that was years ago. For some reason they won't let us play in the Bowl in Austria and Swaziland this year. But we've already qualified for the Confederations Cup – the big one – next year in South Africa.

Captain Fantastic: Britain's Terry John celebrates his headkick

But it's not fair – the next Bowl is also in South Africa in 2010. England will be good preparation for the big one: we've got Barbados next in the crunch World Cup qualifier at the Home Depot Center next month.

Au revoir, London: It's time to go back over the Pond

But we're ready. Totally. We proved we were the best at the Gold Cup in the summer series last year, even though we were in the "Death Group" with Guatemala, Trinidad & Tobago and El Salvador. The Guatemalans gave us a real run for our dollars, with the only goal from Clint Dempsey. It was a peach, though – a real worm-burner right into the corner of meshing. At first I thought it was from behind the three-point line.

Coach Bradley is a genius. Fabio Coppola doesn't even speak English properly. Then again, I didn't realise that most of Britain's states have their own language. JT is the captain but only seems to speak Cockles. Then there's the Scouses, Geordieboys, Brummers, the Scotch and the Polish.

Sir Becks has learned a bit of English since he came to LA, but he's still clearly struggling. How the quarterback manages to call the plays I have no idea. But seeing as we're not in the Bowl this semester, I hope Britain wins it.

Au revoir, London.