Well, one England excuse may be about to be washed away if all goes badly tomorrow.
After a week of scorchingly hot sun across Germany, Dortmund has just dispensed a drenching to me and many more, sent scuttling through the puddles to wring ourselves out in the media centre hours and hours ahead of Germany and Poland kicking off tonight.
I had arrived surprisingly early in the city, despite a four-hour rail journey from Stuttgart (only just leaping on board with seconds to spare), but my ambitions of filling in some of the hours ahead of tonight's game by seeing a bit of the city were quickly abandoned as the heavens opened.
If a similar soaking hits Nuremberg tomorrow, at least England can't claim to be unfamiliar with such conditions.
Apparently a friend told his wife who England were playing tomorrow, and she paused for thought before replying: "Trinidad and Tobago? Two games in one night?"