...and here we go again...hope flying high, with a feeling of almost inevitable dread that as per usual my beloved team will rip away any glimmer of success ...maybe in injury time, maybe on penalties....an own goal even....maybe we will just get hammered.....
Beers in fridge..check
Blood pressure ...through the roof
Hairline...disappeared a decade ago
Heart rate...going like a pneumatic drill
Beers in fridge...check
75% of me think we have a great chance...95% knows we will blow it....yep..the maths arent adding up either....
I'll just triple check the Beers are in the fridge....
Ahhh
Haway the lads....its the hope I can't stand !