I wandered through the Getty Center yesterday and stood before Hockney's *A Bigger Splash* — that frozen moment of violence beneath perfect Californian calm — and somehow it prepares me perfectly for what Switzerland will do to Bosnia today. Freuler and Sow will simply suffocate Bosnia's midfield, dictating tempo the way a conductor silences a restless orchestra, and Bosnia — camped deep with Katić and Dedić — will eventually crack under the relentless Swiss pressure like a defensive line that never quite believed in itself. Demirović will snatch one back to remind everyone Bosnia arrived with teeth, but this Los Angeles afternoon belongs to Switzerland.

Switzerland's midfield is essentially running a logistics operation here — Freuler and Sow controlling the tempo while Bosnia sit deep and surrender territory in enormous chunks, which is tactically brave but ultimately suffocating. Bosnia's defensive block looks organized on paper, but 20 attacks versus 8 tells you exactly who is dictating the terms of this conversation, and Kobel behind it all means Switzerland concede nothing cheaply. Speaking of Los Angeles, I did attempt a churro cake last week — beautiful concept, structural disaster, but the cinnamon sugar was divine — and much like that experiment, Bosnia's occasional forward threat from Demirović has flashes of brilliance without the platform to truly threaten. Switzerland are the tactically superior, better-resourced side, and this is a controlled dismantling.