I have taken it upon myself, as a veteran of many disastrous CL campaigns, to provide counselling and support to anyone who may need it. I understand that you do not face the same prospect of abject failure, but, you want to win it and that in itself is a recipe for turmoil, if you make a right roaring arse of it. I am self medicating right now after being emotionally raped by PSG with thoughts of Autumn walks, a country pub with rosy cheeked yokels marvelling at my style, wit and sophistication. A hot meal sat beside the fire and a beautiful woman opposite in a short skirt with restless, ever crossing legs. I am willing to pass on my knowledge of creating a safe happy place in our mind palaces. I should be on the fucking telly. Magic Counselling is a post away. Bring your football fears and I will unmask them for the frauds they are. Or tell you you're fucked.