As an older fan, since 1966, who underwent Heart Surgery, (in Liverpool lol) in 2020, I genuinely don't think I can tolerate such emotions any more. After hiding behind the couch in 1966 (watching the World Cup Final) throughout the whole of extra-time and going in and out of the room 10 years ago until that magical moment, I couldn't live with the match just after the start of the 2nd half yesterday. I had invited my nephew round (a Tottenham fan aged 9) to witness how the last day of the season would evolve. I said to him "would you mind if I jumped out cos I can't take it any more - don't tell me anything as it happens and I'll see you about 6pm". So went into my bedroom and tried to sleep - heard his screams so I couldn't, until my wife came in and said we were winning 3-2. WTF? This was 2012 all over again, and really it was going to be excruciating watching the last 15 mins or but I trudged downstairs and kept popping in and out from the TV until full time. Ecstatic then to say the least. Deja vu sheesh!!!
Had I stayed to watch the second half and to see we went 0-2 down, I don't know what I would have done !! One good thing though; I kept off the booze but now preparing to go down 'pub to celebrate belatedly.
Nephew never witnessed anything like it before and was considering changing his allegence until Tottenham got 4th place and Son won the Golden Boot.
Just my story