I think this World Cup was when I roughly went from wanting England to win, since the late 70s, to disliking them, to outright laughing when they get knocked out.
Maybe it was the whole Beckham saga/circus.
I can barely remember any games, just moments like Seaman being lobbed again, Rivaldo being a twat. I seem to remember that utter prick Trevor Sinclair being in the team for god knows what reason.
My most abiding memory is a personal one, when my bosses set up a telly for the Brazil v England game at work. They came and asked if I wanted to watch it, I told them the shove it up their arse and walked out after 18 years service, was a great day.
Warm World Cup memories for me now seem entirely based on childhood, '78 and '82 will never be beaten for me.