Jordan Pickford's Resilience in the World Cup
Jordan Pickford walked into this World Cup under a cloud. Not a storm, but a nagging grey doubt that clung to his early performances and fed every old criticism.
Against Croatia, he was fine. For Pickford, that’s not usually enough. He got a decent hand to Martin Baturina’s strike but couldn’t keep it out for 1-1, and his distribution – the part of his game that has made modern coaches fall for him – faltered. Thomas Tuchel’s reaction on the touchline in Dallas, berating his goalkeeper’s passing, said plenty about the standards expected.
Ghana brought more unease. Pickford charged from his box, missed the ball and clattered into Prince Adu. On another night, with another referee, he walks. The 0-0 stalemate drifted, the incident becoming the only real talking point, and Pickford escaped with a yellow and a warning.
Then came DR Congo in Atlanta. Again, a moment to fuel the doubters. Brian Cipenga beat him at his near post to open the scoring in the last-32 tie. Had Harry Kane not flipped the script in the final quarter of an hour, the inquest would have started with the man in gloves.
All of that hung over him as England walked out at the Azteca.
A night made for a goalkeeper
Mexico City demanded resilience. England were never going to dominate for 90 minutes at altitude; there would be long spells of suffering, of retreating towards their own box, of trusting the goalkeeper to hold the line.
Pickford delivered.
Raul Jimenez had the first big chance, glancing a header at the near post that looked destined to sneak inside the upright. Pickford snapped down to his left, strong wrist, firm touch, corner. It set the tone. Jimenez would see him again before the break, another header, this time tipped over the bar. Had that gone in, England would have trudged off at 2-2 instead of clutching a fragile 2-1 lead.
The real show, though, came late.
For the final half-hour, Pickford looked like a man who had been waiting all week for this exact kind of siege. He barked at his centre-backs, marshalled his full-backs, and attacked every cross as if it had insulted him personally. Five punches, three vital saves, a flurry of clearances: not pretty, not polished, but utterly compelling.
“He’s not pleasing on the eye, but my god he’s effective, and you can trust him, and in the big moments he wants to stand there and be that guy,” Joe Hart said on the BBC afterwards. “That’s massive to have in a team.
“To be the England number one for so long, and to keep improving and stepping up in a big game, I’m so pleased he had that night tonight and he deserves every bit of praise he’s going to get.”
Hart nailed something that has followed Pickford for years. He has never quite been loved in the way some England goalkeepers were. Respected, yes. Relied upon, certainly. But adored? Not really.
Tuchel’s words before the tournament underlined that cool distance. The England manager made it clear there was competition everywhere, including in goal, with Dean Henderson’s form at Crystal Palace pushing the conversation along. It was a reminder that even now, with all he has done, Pickford still feels he is auditioning.
The record that refuses to be ignored
Strip away the noise and the numbers are brutal in their clarity.
Since his debut in November 2017, Pickford has been Southgate’s – and now Tuchel’s – automatic choice. Five straight major tournaments, every England game started. Barring a shock decision against Norway in Miami on Saturday, he will step onto the pitch as England’s most capped World Cup player, moving past Peter Shilton’s 17 appearances.
Shilton, never one for cheap praise, has been impressed.
“I think he’s probably the best since I finished with England,” the former No.1 said. “If you look at the record, World Cup semi-finals, penalty saves... I think he’s probably up there. I would put him up there as the best. Obviously, David Seaman, he’s very close. But I think, generally, looking at his overall situation, I think he’s probably the best since I played.”
The highlight reel backs him up. Russia 2018, where Pickford helped exorcise decades of English trauma by saving in the shootout win over Colombia, then turned in a Player-of-the-Match display against Sweden in the quarter-finals. Euro 2020, where he saved two penalties in the final against Italy at Wembley. Euro 2024, when he denied Manuel Akanji as England edged past Switzerland in another nerve-shredding quarter-final.
Four saves from 14 penalties faced in World Cup and Euros shootouts. When the walk from the centre circle begins and the stadium falls into that eerie hush, Pickford is rarely the one blinking.
Former England goalkeeper Ben Foster captured that mindset in 2024.
“When it comes to a penalty shootout, I don’t think I would have anyone else,” he said. “I reckon at that moment in time when you get a penalty shootout, he’s genuinely thinking, ‘It’s showtime, baby’. If you could take a blood reading or a sample of how much adrenaline is coursing through his body at that moment, I reckon it would be right at the top, right at the limit. It’s like he’s had six double espressos.”
The drama of shootouts tends to dominate the conversation, but his day-to-day work is just as telling. Since 2018, advanced models credit him with only one error leading directly to a goal for England. One. For a goalkeeper under this level of scrutiny, that borders on remarkable.
The same story plays out at club level. Pickford has been Everton’s No.1 for almost a decade, the longest-serving starting goalkeeper in the Premier League. He has been named Everton’s Player of the Season three years running – 2022, 2023 and 2024 – and since 2022-23, Opta data has him preventing more goals than any other keeper in the league.
Hart’s verdict after the Mexico game felt less like flattery and more like a statement of fact: “He is a top 'keeper, he has made top saves all season, he is fully capable of it.”
Flaws, scars and stubborn loyalty
None of this means the story has been spotless. Pickford’s errors at Everton have lived long in the memory, partly because of their timing, partly because of the spotlight he occupies.
The most infamous remains that wild, reckless challenge on Virgil van Dijk, which shredded the Liverpool defender’s ACL and sparked fury across the city. Other mistakes have crept in over the years, and each has been replayed, dissected and used as evidence in the case against him.
Yet every Everton manager since 2017 has made the same decision: stick, not twist. They have watched him drag a vulnerable team through relegation battles, produce sprawling, season-defining saves, and lead with a raw, unfiltered energy that the Goodison crowd responds to instantly.
He is not a quiet custodian. He is a frontman in gloves.
Haaland, Miami and another test of nerve
All of which leads to Saturday in Miami, and a meeting with a very familiar problem.
Erling Haaland has feasted on Everton since arriving at Manchester City. Seven goals past Pickford already; only four goalkeepers have picked the ball out of their net from the Norwegian more often. The pattern is well known: a blur of movement, a half-chance, and suddenly the ball is in the corner.
Haaland arrives with Norway in frightening form. He has scored in each of his last 14 competitive games for his country, racking up 27 goals in that run. Against Brazil in the last 16, he barely touched the ball yet still scored twice, almost single-handedly sending the Selecao home.
Right now, he is the most ruthless finisher on the planet. It isn’t a debate.
England go into the quarter-final as narrow favourites, but they know the context. Norway have taken the harder road, and they look fresher after making Brazil’s exit feel almost routine compared to England’s exhausting night in Mexico City.
It points to another game where England will suffer at times, where the back line will bend, where one lapse could be fatal. In other words, another night built for a goalkeeper who thrives on chaos.
Jordan Pickford has made a career out of answering these calls. On Saturday, with Haaland lurking and history on the line, he gets to answer the loudest one yet.


