OKAY, we get it, Cristiano Ronaldo is good.

Jonathan Pearce rarely needs an invitation to lay it on with a trowel, but I feared for Martin Keown last night in case he got crushed under the weight of all the superlatives the man sat next to him in the press box was barking down the microphone.

It took him just 10 minutes to ask the question: “What must it be like to play alongside an errant genius like him?”

You might want to ask Eusebio how many of the umpteen chances that fell to his countryman that he would have put in the back of the net, back in the day.

No player in European Championships history has had more shots blocked than Ronaldo (28) has in this tournament, and he has now hit the woodwork four times.

There’s no doubting his quality, or the hold of his hair gel, but if the Portuguese are going to win this tournament they are going to have to find someone else to come forward and pull their weight, make no mistake.

I take my cap off to anyone who scored 60 goals and six hat-tricks for Real Madrid this season, where, co-incidentally, he is tied into a rigid position in a three-man attack by Jose Mourinho.

But if Nani, Moutinho, Almeida et al had shown a little bit more confidence, then things would have been wrapped up a lot sooner than they were against the Czechs.

When Ronaldo finally scored, I wondered whether Pearce would blast off through the roof of the national stadium in Warsaw and never be seen again. Well, when I say “wonder” it was more “hoped.”

On a separate note, it was also a pleasure to see Mark Clattenburg officiating behind the goal.

I must remember to check with UEFA whether he decided to book Kevin Davies in absentia.