Spain's World Cup: The ball, the grind, and another trophy.

Ferran Torres snagged the winner. Spain's twentieth shot of the match, all theirs. Argentina couldn't even get a look in. Spain racked up 400 more passes. They were practically living in Argentina's half. Then Enzo Fernandez earned himself a red card. Just hammered the nail in.

Methodical? Complete? Sure. This was peak Spanish football. Sky Sports says they *owned* possession. All eight games. Every single one. Even against Cape Verde in the opener, they had 74 per cent of the ball. And here's the kicker: one goal conceded. Just one. All tournament. Argentina's keeper made more saves in the final alone than Unai Simon did the whole damn way through. Incredible. Or incredibly boring. Depends how you look at it.

Luis de la Fuente's crew? They showed their system runs deep. No fluke. Rodri? Player of the tournament again. Laporte held the fort at the back. The manager even had the guts to sub both of them out at 0-0. That’s bench strength. Garcia, Cubarsi (grabbed the young player award, by the way), Zubimendi. All stepped up. Like clockwork.

The contrast was jarring. Kylian Mbappe, France's captain, scored as many goals himself as Spain managed across the *entire* tournament. Let that sink in. Unai Simon, the Golden Glove winner, needed fewer saves than Argentina's keeper made in 90 minutes of the final. You can't make this stuff up.

So, the faith in 'The Spanish Way' paid off. Again. Years of disappointment? Who cares now. 2010 World Cup. Three European Championships in 18 years. This isn't just a style. It's a religion. De la Fuente's appointment just confirmed it. This 'problem' of theirs? Still winning trophies. Turns out, it's the solution.